My rock: my family

Throughout my globally nomadic life, only one thing has remained constant: my family.

My mom, dad, brother and sister were there to see me through each new culture, food, environment and experience. I was there to see them. If there is anything that will bond a family together, it’s moving to a foreign country where the only familiarity is each other.

Together, you develop certain tastes and preferences. You marvel at all that is new. You make each new culture your own. Together, you have your own culture that is completely unique. No one else can understand.

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About tckindalife

A TCKid trying to make it through repatriation in Canada
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