There’s no place like home?

2018-03-12T16:16:18+00:00

In November of 2005, I left the United States and moved to London.  I can still remember the site of my house in Massachusetts getting smaller and smaller out the back of the taxi window on that early chilly morning.  Although I had been excited and motivated to move, I suddenly had a feeling of dizziness. As we were driving away from my Massachusetts ‘home’, another part of me was seemingly still inside that yellow house, struggling to catch up with the changes my body was making.  It was as if ‘me’, or aspects of ‘me’ were still in that [...]

There’s no place like home?2018-03-12T16:16:18+00:00