So many moments this week.

My Mom turned 70 today.

You'd never know it by looking at her. Definitely not by talking to her. She's amazing.

My son and daughter-in-law are also celebrating their 2-year wedding anniversary today. Two beautiful years of life together. My son is married. I have a daughter-in-law. Family grows. Miraculous.

My daughter graduated from college this week. She's a smart one, that girl. She heads to Rome Wednesday for a final study-abroad credit. Pride.

My wife and I landed in the US, after 8 years in Mongolia four years ago this week. We debarked in Greenville, SC.

This is our current place.

Place is important. As Madeleine L'Engle says, it's where Infinity and space meet. I used to feel that place and calling were closely aligned. And I still do. Kind of. Perhaps, they are. But in this moment of life, I'm in a place where I fit and don't fit. Where I belong and don't belong. I've lived as a foreigner in a foreign land. And I'm now a foreigner in my home country.

There's no place like home.
There's no place for home.
All this earth is my home.
No place on earth is my home.

And it's all true.