I thought I had all the puzzle pieces, and then I went ‘home‘.
That place is one of many I call, to some extent, by that name.
When I went to that home, I discovered that perhaps not all of who I am, what I think, and how I feel, are because I am a TCK.
I am part of a wonderful family. But my quirks, and even my family’s quirks – endearing and otherwise – might always have made me a little different, even in my birth country.
I am who I am because I am a TCK. I am also who I am because I am the daughter of my parents, and the granddaughter of my grandparents. I am also who I am because of where I fit into my immediate family. I am who I am because…
The list seems endless. We are very complex beings! Just when we think we have ourselves worked out, another piece appears.
Wikipedia says: A puzzle is a problem or enigma that challenges ingenuity.
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