Uncovering, telling and sharing these stories is my personal way of battling the odd loneliness and confusion that accompanies being a TCK. Particularly in a world becoming more tribal, intolerant and blind. What we need now more than ever is humanity, and how best to spread that? Through stories.
As my dad twirled me around the vinyl dance floor, my eyes teared up with the realization that this moment may never happen again.
"The reality, like the nature of the expat world itself, is complicated and changing..."
The history of IWD may be surprising. It began in NYC on March 8, 1909 and was organized by the Socialist Party of America to advocate in particular for "working" women. It remained a prominent day among communist and socialist organizations, parties and countries until the United Nations adopted it in 1977. Since then, it has been adopted by many different countries across political spectrums, and has been used as a platform to shed light on issues disproportionately affecting women and girls globally - such as displacement, poverty, gender-based violence and economic inaccessibility.
A striking gathering of different generations of women in Toronto, Canada hosted by the one-and-only, Geri Savits-Fine and her daughters, Rachel and Isabel.
"Politics" and "politicization" are two very different things, and right now we've reached peak "politicization." Let's just all take a second, and step back from the edge.
Death is never an easy thing, for anyone really. Whether you were beside your loved one’s side every minute of the way, or a thousand miles away, the pain hits you just as hard no matter where you are geographically.
Safar has been years in the making.