After you've left home, can you ever really return? This question has been playing in my mind like a broken record as I drive through the quiet darkness, heading home from the airport. For the first time in twenty-five years, I’m back on American soil—a home I haven’t seen in so long that it feels almost foreign. Coming back wasn’t easy, not by a long shot. There were times I wasn’t even sure I’d make it. Leaving Russia turned out to be harder than I ever imagined. You’d think being born and raised an American citizen would have made things easier, and in the end, it did—just not without a price. A price far higher than I ever anticipated.
by The Lyions Den