When American politics divide us, we talk about building bridges. But when it comes to division created by the color of our skin, I’d rather talk about intersections. Bridges, by nature, are built to connect two otherwise unconnected spaces. But intersections are a meeting point, and they require us to navigate a common space.
First, a story. Several years ago when my family and I lived in Bahrain, I was delighted to see how eager other Americans were to immerse themselves in the local culture. They sampled the cuisine; sought authentic experiences; visited museums, historical sites, and mosques; and made a sport of buying beautiful middle eastern rugs. It
The following post was written in 2012 when I lived in Bahrain. I knew it was going to be one of those days as soon as the alarm went off. Waking, dressing, and feeding three children before 7:00am is no small feat for a parent on the best of days and this wasn’t the best