childhood

Belonging is visceral and tactile, so lick everything and squish your face against every surface.

There may have been responsibilities preventing us from simply being kids. Childhoods may come and go but sustaining our inner child doesn’t have to.

The ever-winding road of life only allows a couple passengers to stick with you along the way.

In my mind, I had been and would always be the world’s best chameleon: I knew what people expected of me, and that’s exactly what I showed them.

Dear childhood home, I saw it coming. I can’t lie to you and say that I didn’t. After 10 years of living in Bahrain, I knew mom and dad would eventually want to leave the Middle East. I guess I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. When I left for college, I didn’t realize how little time we’d have together. 

Although matcha will forever remain in my heart, the shot of flavoring will vary depending on where I am in life, both literally and figuratively.

The ground is flat up till your house now, and it reminds me that we found solid ground after our tough times. We found an intersection.

Knowing that I'm a homebody who prefers the familiar, you’d think I would’ve done a better job at keeping in touch with my childhood friends.

Looking back at my eighth-grade self, the one with glittery t-shirts and braces, she definitely would have thought that college me was pretty dang cool.

Together, my grandparents gave me the childhood memories that I’ll always remember, the ones that bring me a sense of nostalgia.