Both my parents went to college in Africa and were successful in their careers in medicine. This never changed when we came to the US. They started from the beginning, took the GED and took college classes and within the eight years since they came, completed they’re associate in nursing, an accelerated bachelors in nursing … Continue reading Recommendations for Parents of College Students
Coming from an upbringing in Zambia, a lot of what I watched though were African shows and movies, don’t get it wrong, with cable and without my parents channel restrictions until 4:00PM. Your girl was on it with Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network, Boomerang, freaking Hallmark WHOO! We watch your shit too, might as well watch our … Continue reading Adolescent in Film
Finally had the opportunity to go back to Zambia! And boy it was meant to happen. With my problematic need to do things with a purpose (overachiever, yes I know), I wasn’t ready or capable of creating a purpose all on my own. The timeline is 2016 and was just getting used to naming my … Continue reading Finally In Zambia
As I am doing my laundry and washing my sheets after 3 months, gross I know but I have no regrets, FIGHT ME! Anyways as I am doing laundry, completely distracted from Instagram, filled with civil rights activists and politicians who are working passionately to rid of the microaggressions in the front lines. But don’t … Continue reading Don’t Be Fooled
I am scared to leave the honeymoon stage, terrified, it gives me goosebumps thinking about how my lover will eventually stop looking at me longingly. Me stopping to have the urge to caress his hair. His addiction to shower me with kisses and need to sleep in his arms. My past relationships have ended before … Continue reading Honeymoon Stage
Love is hard to come by, at least for me. I am highly sensitive and naive of how manipulative it can be. In my on chaotic island of a mind, I believe there is a time in place for appreciation and be adored. A place where I can freely speak my truth to someone who … Continue reading Falling in Love
The younger version of myself would be disappointed in the person I have become. Back then I hungered to prove to the world, that I may not fit in as a refugee but my life was so eccentric, or so I said. I created journeys that were un-ordinary as the next one, to anyone who … Continue reading Contentment in Failure is the Absence of Bravery
