I have continued my travels as a modern wandering Jew. Today, I sit and write from a room bathed in sun in a quiet home in Edmonds, Washington. It is my mother-in-law’s home, and I am grateful for the shelter she has provided me in my time of transition between once home in Arizona and future home in Belgium.
At the end of this month of October, I will fly to Belgium to join my husband, who will be studying for his PhD at a university in Brussels over the next four years. While I am no stranger to the state of limbo, I will be thankful to set foot on foreign soil and begin the steps of making it both familiar and my home.