First morning back…

‘ I woke up in the morning when I thought I heard a baby laughing and playing, and my mom talking. I got out of bed and put on my glasses. My niece… Continue reading →

Airports to Home

It’s funny. The title of this post is “Airports to Home”. But the location and meaning of “home” has changed several times, seamlessly. Home is a bed in a living room, a room… Continue reading →