Each year in the desert city of Karachi, our gathering of believers looked forward to a meaningful Christmas Eve celebration under the shamiana.
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Each year in the desert city of Karachi, our gathering of believers looked forward to a meaningful Christmas Eve celebration under the shamiana.
We move across the world. Connect with new cultures. Plant our lives in soil so different from what we’ve ever known before.
Where is home?
The question crosses our minds. Simmers. Hangs in the air.
If we put down roots here, what happens to the other places we’ve called home?
Thanksgiving week. My mind wanders back across the years and the miles. We’ve made some memories.
In November 1997 we traveled from Karachi to Shikarpur (Pakistan) and spent a few days with our friends living there. They’d happened upon two turkeys out in a rural area and were fattening them up for a Thanksgiving feast.
FYI, turkeys gobble-gobble in Pakistan too.