I’ve lived overseas my whole life, even to this day although that realization didn’t hit me until a few short years ago. I was born in Peru, as were my parents, and life was going well for my family until the military nationalized the American co. my father had worked for for 15 years. He only worked for the nationalized company a short time before quitting & we found ourselves back in my parent’s hometown of Arequipa, six kids & no job. But my father was offered the opportunity to work in Libya doing the same thing he’d been doing in Peru (thank you Col. Gaddafi, so many military coups, so little time) for the same co. so we left, only to return for brief visits. Kindergarten to 12th grade was spent in American/International schools, mostly in Southeast Asia, and attending college in the US was the only practical choice upon graduation. The past 25 years I’ve lived in the US have flown by but I honestly don’t really feel that much different than when I first moved to the San Francisco Bay area. I’ve lived in Berkeley, Los Angeles, Wisconsin, Iowa, and finally moved to North Carolina (which I like more every day) five years ago. I don’t really feel like in fit in anywhere, can’t really say I’m American (although technically am now), can’t really say I’m Peruvian since I left at such a young age, I’m homeless!! Not really, home is now wherever I am. Hope to learn from & share experiences with others on this forum.

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