Abstract
It was dusk as the plane dipped down, nearly skimming the precariously stacked houses below. I sat at the edge of my seat, holding my breath. After over 24 hours of weary travel, I was almost there. During the flight to the Kathmandu airport, the same airport where my family and I started our journey so many years ago, my stomach was in knots. I thought back to the faded photographs in our family albums: all of us—my mother, father, grandparents, gathered outside the red brick entryway. I was returning to Nepal after more than a decade since my last visit.
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