“We’re moving where?”

Initially, I was thrilled with the idea of moving to the village of reindeer herders living at the end of the road on the Kamchatka peninsula. The journey to the village was an adventure in itself, requiring a 10-hour drive over a winding, bumpy g...

I sat in my room, unwilling to come out. I didn't care if I ever saw another person again.

Empty boxes are stacked by the door, ready for the recycling truck to come by. The kids are settled in their new rooms for the night. While my husband packed for his upcoming trip, I wondered, “Was this move a good idea?”