The last week of school...ahhhh. What can I say... I made it. I know, I can give you the infamous woe is me speech but I won't. Initially, I doubted my capability to handle the transition, primarily from an emotional perspective since I knew that my son wouldn’t be joining me this year. I tell … Continue reading Don’t give up!
Bringing my son has been the topic of conversation in my head for the last 6 months or so. Yes, at times, I do talk to myself, who doesn't? Honestly speaking, I try to channel those thoughts to God, however, I'm human so I slip at times. Maybe it's not meant for him Initially, there … Continue reading So I decided…
When I first arrived in Uganda, I witnessed a lot of white families with Ugandan children on their hips or by their sides, aimlessly tagging along. I would see such instances during my U.S. Embassy visits, most local spots or even at the markets. My initial thought was to frown at the scenario in sheer … Continue reading Should white families adopt African children?
To this day, I don't know how I managed to survive 4 months without my son being with me. As a hands on mom who is actively involved in my son's life, it was such a hard decision and transition to say the least. My prayers were answered, God protected him and now we are reunited … Continue reading Reunited for the holidays! The best gift of all!
This blog post is a continuation of my previous post about my experiences in Dar es Salaam. So, it’s best to connect the dots from the other post before reading this one. Once you finish reading the post about my experiences in Dar, I'll meet you back here! I am a fierce, single, black woman in charge of … Continue reading Zanzibar daze!
So, I've been in Uganda a little over a month. What in the world have I been doing all this time? Well...a little bit of everything. I don't take pictures everywhere I go in attempts to not look more out of place than I already do. So, when I first arrived, I was greeted … Continue reading Initial insights: My life in Uganda
I took that one step. I was hesitant about the consequences of moving forward at first, unsure of what in the world (literally) I'd be getting myself into but... I took a step. I know, I've taken chances before but this time, however, seemed so different. Maybe it was the location, the fear of the unknown, … Continue reading It just takes one step…
I have been teaching in the UAE for 2 years now. I won’t get into the specific details about my dissatisfaction or annoyances, per say, however, let’s just say that the school system in the UAE is not my fancy. Therefore, I decided to resign in hopes that other employment opportunities would arise. In fact, … Continue reading I’m moving to…
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