This summer, I was blessed with the opportunity to travel to Romania and spend sixteen days serving Ukrainian refugees and the Roma community. Many of the children we worked with lacked stability and basic resources, having been displaced from their homes. Yet even in their loss, they carried hope and resilience, an ache for home that became the heart of Fernweh Express, a symphonic journey through loss, hope, and belonging. The German word fernweh means “a longing for distant places,” but to me, it also means that belonging isn’t tied to one place—it’s found in feeling home, wherever you stand.
