Open Letter to an Old Friend

One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned since living in Ecuador is that friendships, even ones you think are forever, sometimes fall apart. Sometimes one person is more to blame, and sometimes it’s just a natural effect of being far away from each other. Maybe those relationships can be revived in the future, or maybe…

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Home

Home. What is home? Living in Quito has made me question the definition of home, reworking it to encompass my experiences abroad. I have often wondered how long it must one be in a place to be able to say one lived there. For it to feel like home. Is three months enough? Is 10.5?…

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Wings

As the month of June gains speed and the days slip away I am reminded of the fact that I will be leaving everything I’ve known very soon. Summer, it seems, is going by faster each day, and as I continue making preparations for my departure reality is setting in. Today, I found out my…

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