Expatriates the world over are often seen as existing in cosseted bubbles – but the reality is complicated
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.
In the expat and Third-Culture-Kid community, we often talk of "reverse-culture shock" but what about "reverse-religious shock"? Who else has consciously uncoupled with the religion of their parents?
"The reality, like the nature of the expat world itself, is complicated and changing..."
My father fits into three “rare” categories. He’s a U.S. military veteran, an expatriate, and a single-father. That last category is perhaps the rarest - particularly since he was one of the only single-father expats allowed to live in Saudi Arabia.
Home is a place that you take with you wherever you go, no matter how far away you are from it.
Every shawerma you eat for the rest of your life will be compared to the first impeccable shawerma you had in Saudi.
"I don't really belong to one nationality or country, but to a blend of different cultures."