Today while chatting with my fiance, Ryosuke, I realized this will be my last Christmas in America… for at least five years. The realization itself was a bit odd, since usually I have no foresight into where I will be the next year. When I was thirteen, we moved to Ghana. The Christmas before the move, my dad gave my mom a couple books on Ghana, because she had applied to a Fullbright in Ghana. We thought nothing of it… but come April, we were informed of the imminent move. Two years later, I ended up in boarding school in Japan – then boarding school in Texas for the two years after that. Throughout my childhood (and early adulthood), I can only think of a single house my family lived in for more than two years (that was for three years – a real shocker). In fact, I’m becoming a bit nervous about my upcoming marriage and move to Japan, because that is far more security than I am used to. I love Japan, don’t get me wrong, but what if Japan is not how I remember? It feels odd to plan – especially around Christmas time. For me, Christmas [...]
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