Minutes before my family left for vacation, we stopped in one of the airport’s electronic stores. My youngest wanted a pair of headphones. While he browsed the overpriced gadgets, a salesperson talked to me. He asked, “Where you headed?” “Chicago,” I replied. “Is that home for you?” “Um, something like that. We were born there but…”  “Oh, I get it. You’ve moved away, and it no longer feels like home.” The salesperson finished my sentence. I smiled and nodded as my son asked a

After this post, I am putting this issue to bed. I am tucking it under the sheets, turning off the light, saying good night, and closing the door. Seeing and typing the words will help me acknowledge reality. What do you think? Are you lost and confused? Read the next sentence. Between the environment and multiple interactions with people, I must concede to living in America. I live in a country with abundant resources, but people without homes lack critical support and must

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