Looking Back, Moving Forward

You May Not See It Now…  I remember, when I was younger, my mom would tell me to do my homework. She would then walk upstairs to take care of my brothers. I had two choices. I could either do my homework or I could do anything else. Every time, I would chose the...

Not a Happy Ending

As we sat in the shade, enjoying unhurried gulps of water, we felt the flutter of excitement in our hearts as we came to a closing of a passion-filled conversation. We sat on our tiled steps outside my screened bedroom windows, with eagerness from our renewed...

Game’s Not Over

The Game I’ve been back in the United States for a little over a week now. I could have given you several different adjectives that were running through my head as I stared at my passport, my luggage, and my boarding pass the night before our travels. I had...