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.
Maya Angelou’s poem, “Still I Rise” written in 1978 has served as a call for women to find strength within themselves to overcome oppression, violence, and intolerance. We will rise.
This term encompasses racial and class issues depending on the country. But there are technical reasons expats aren't considered immigrants, and vice-versa.