I realize that boxes and bubble-wrap may seem like a strange topic to write about, even more so for a first blog entry. You may be wondering how anyone could write about boxes and bubble-wrap (or maybe you’re not, since there are blogs on just about anything!). Don’t worry, whether you’re wondering or not, I will tell you, I promise I won’t hold you in suspense for long!
In my 26 years, I’ve seen a fair amount of boxes and bubble-wrap. I could pretend that it’s the quantity I’ve seen that makes me write this entry, but I would be lying to you (and to myself) if I said that. It’s definitely not the quantity, but the part they’ve played and continue to play in my life, that makes me write this. Boxes and bubble-wrap have had the amazing power to bring forth reactions from the opposite extremes of the emotional spectrum. They have driven me to tears of profound sadness and have procured smiles of great joy. They’ve brought me great loneliness and even greater solace.
Although this may seem strange, I think that anyone who’s ever moved could perhaps understand this. I believe that other third culture kids would get it. Not just understand or relate to it, but truly feel it. Those boxes hold your world. The bubble-wrap protects it.
Hello and welcome to my blog. May it bring words of comfort, of laughter, of understanding, but mostly may you simply enjoy it and perhaps even feel a sense of belonging. I am, and always will be, a third culture kid, for better or for worse (but mostly for better!). Thanks for reading, and I look forward to any comments, questions or suggestions.
Third culture kid, and proud of it, signing off.