The way it should work:
grow up & leave home (so most of the time now our bunk bed room is empty);
birds coined the term “empty-nester.”
But all those Somali kids born in Dadaab will grow up & never leave “home.”
What if that happened in our family?
Or with the Wrens?
The only cri de cœur comes from Ben Rawlence in his
City of Thorns: Nine Lives in the World’s Largest Refugee Camp,
& it’s not the way it should work.