Opening the creaky apartment door, the cell phone was thrown to the floor with my purse and lunch bag. Social work is exhausting especially for us introverted types. The place was stifling hot like a…
Sundays were my favorite day when I lived on the Thai-Burma border. It was my day off. The Thais work six days a week…sometimes seven. Sunday was my day to breathe and let my frizzed-out…
I was there a year – just enough time to get attached and make friends. Wondering at the white Western girl, I think some just pitied my out-of-place-ness. But others truly loved me despite all…