Milk Tea
Bowls of hot, brown water sat on the table before us. The blue and white ceramic bowls meant for rice held what we presumed was
Bowls of hot, brown water sat on the table before us. The blue and white ceramic bowls meant for rice held what we presumed was
Forgive me, if I’m wrong. Maybe cultures do not always transform for the better. In my last blog, I entertained the story called THE WIDESPREAD
My goal, as I sit here in my bedroom is to prove to you that your backstory is the family setting that you experienced growing
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Ever since Lori Younker was a child, she’s been captivated by her international friendships. She is mesmerized by the power of short works to inspire true understanding of the cross-cultural experience and expands her writing skills in creative nonfiction, guiding others to do the same. These days she helps others capture their life history as well as their stories of faith.