The Illusive Home, Published

To all my readers,

I want to thank everything for taking the time to read and support me as I developed The Illusive Home. Without you as readers, commenting on the development and supporting the story, I would not have managed to get the collection to where it is today. I have pulled the blog, and have made the collection available on Amazon’s Kindle eBook services for the low cost of $2.99.

UK Kindle: Buy The Illusive Home here

US Kindle: Buy The Illusive Home here

EU Kindle: Buy The Illusive Home here

I do not want my readers to feel as though I have abandoned them, however! I am still writing free content about TCK life, available at:

Third Culture Kid Life

If any of the readers of The Illusive Home, those of you that commented and helped me develop the collection, would like a free copy of The Illusive Home, feel free to email me and I’ll have one sent to you. You have been fantastic readers, and I appreciate everything you have done to help me develop it.

Sincerely,

James R. Mitchener

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The Term “Third Culture Kid”

I said before that I hadn’t even heard of the term Third Culture Kid until I was in Hong Kong for my second leg. That put me in 9th grade, making me either 14 or 15. My history of explaining what being a Third Culture Kid means, a history that has been rather sparse, has proven that outside of the Third Culture Kid community, no one has a clue what the difference is between the First, Second, and Third cultures. To be honest, with exception to the people who sat with me that auditorium in Hong Kong, I’m not entirely sure how many Third Culture Kids even realize that they’re Third Culture. So, I’m going to do my best to explain it, for the sake of those of you that have no idea and want to learn, but even more for those of you that are Third Culture and don’t yet know how to describe it.

The Third Culture Illusive Home

It’s the 21st century now. We passed into the second millennium of our calender 11 years ago, and today that amazing step in history is old and forgotten news. But to some of us, that transition has been an important landmark. Some of us, and it’s really not many, have spent our lives hopping from country to country, growing up in lands that are foreign to the lands our parents call home. Our parents, who have shared in the experiences of constantly moving along side us, never experienced the same things we did. We saw the same places, we lived in the same houses, and we experienced the same cultures. But we lived in two completely different worlds. Our parents, born and raised as citizens of their homeland, could return home on a dime and fit right back into the culture of their youth, while we, the cultural mixing pots, have grown up in so many vastly different worlds that the country from which we hail has no meaning beyond the fact that it’s the place that our passport says we belong. Some of us today are in our fifties. Some of us are older still. Some of us are only just now traveling the world as children, building our cultural mock-ups. However, we all share one thing, we are all Third Culture Kids.