I’ve been privileged since I arrived in Armenia one month ago, and in many more ways than one, of course. Over these past few weeks I’ve been able to see so much, learn so much and do so much, that it often overwhelms me to try and explain how I feel about it all. I won’t even try in this entry. But I will say that one of the running jokes about me coming here is my quest to become an “honorary” Armenian. Personally, I don’t think I’m worthy of such a title just yet, even though I am still trying to earn it. I am, however, proud to say that I actually have been able to meet the true honorary Armenian, who not only knows the customs, history and language of this rich land backwards and forwards, but who also knows nearly everyone walking down the street in Yerevan. As someone who has not one drop of Armenian blood running through her veins, but who is definitely falling under the spell of this country, I love hearing about her Armenian experience. I know I am not the only one. This past week she launched her first monthly column called “Odar’s Corner” for The Armenian Weekly. Here’s to telling your Armenian story, and telling it well, Kristi.
– Erin