Three months ago—in the middle of a global pandemic—I left the safety and security of my family, community, and well-paying job in California to move across the world to Tunisia. Here’s a glimpse into what I've learned in my first 90 days as a new IDEAS Associate.
After the Covid hiatus, international sports are back, and I’m enjoying them even more after numerous cancellations this past year resulting from the global pandemic. I’m aware now, more than ever, how much I love being connected to the rest of the world through sports.
How does medicine make its way to those who are sick in remote parts of the world? Come along on a medication's journey to the jungles of Myanmar!
Did you know that local ownership is one of the goals that IDEAS projects work towards? Training local practitioners to own a project that meets the holistic needs of their community takes patience and time but leads to long-term sustainability and transformation.
As a librarian, I love to see the excitement when readers discover books with characters who are like them. Third-culture kids (TCKs) have a unique identity, not tied to any one place, growing up in one or more countries that are not their passport country.
Forgiveness is a journey of grief and courage that involves honestly tending the painful wounds inflicted by another. In my own journey of forgiveness, I wrestle with resentment and ways to bring about justice in my own way and timing.
Although the pandemic outlook in the U.S. is optimistic as restrictions are rapidly loosening, many parts of the world remain in crisis.
To encourage means to make strong, to hearten, to give courage and hope to someone. Who in your life needs courage and hope today?
The upheaval of this past year has provided the opportunity to establish new norms and to think outside the box in every aspect of life, especially professionally.
Spring is my least favorite season of the year. Why? It’s allergy season, the season of sneezing and itchy eyes and generally not feeling great. This was true in Colorado; it’s worse in Jordan, where I’ve discovered that I’m allergic to olive pollen.