A WHOLE NEW WORLD! LEAVING AMERICA TO BUILD MY GHANA LEGACY!
While walking down my country road in Ghana, I thought about what I would write as my first MW article. My spirit guided me to write about when I first arrived in Ghana. I was pregnant with two children, and just wanted them to have a better life. I didn’t want the life inside of me to ever know what it means to be African living in America, a place filled with trauma and violence.
I remember that first day. It was hot and I was about five months pregnant with two of my three youth at the time. I had to leave behind the third, and that bittersweet moment that would haunt me for days to come. We arrived in our new land, happy and proud. Seeing all the hustlers on the street was new and exciting! People running after the cars, screaming “Rasta” was something I never experienced before.
It was beautiful seeing my own (black) people daily on television, radio, newspaper, and businesses. I mean, my people were EVERYWHERE! It was a new world, and I was ready to explore. I remember that for the first few months, the Ghanaian lifestyle was truly something to get used to. All of the differences in culture and tradition was something I never experienced before. The books I’d read about Africa did not do my people justice. I’d never seen African Women wearing any and every color and style with such dignity. I wanted those original designs and to dress beautifully just like all of my new Ghanaian Sisters. I also admired how they carried their youth on their back with ease while working throughout the day.
The transition to Ghanaian life was not easy for the family at first. Ghanaian community living was much different than life in America. We learned how to eat, wash our clothes and set a fire by hand. Everything is done by your hands in Ghana!
I had to learn how to do without the microwaved food life, as most foods in Ghana were made from scratch. I had to let go of my desire to be in control of things and learn how to live differently. I was determined to master the art of juggling my babies, my home, my business, and my man. Our family quickly learned to be patient and realize the fast lane that was our lives had come to a complete stop.
In America, we were taught that money is all that matters. So, for the first eight years of my son’s life, I was a working mom. Because I was away at work so much, when we moved to Ghana, my son and I did not have a close relationship. He had become involved with some bad people at eight years old, and I was totally taken off guard and unprepared. I think I was in denial that bad things were happening with him at the time.
That's why I'm sure that bringing my youth out of bondage (from America) was the best decision I ever made. To this day, they still have the discipline and morality a lot of our youth in the West are lacking. I realized it was a blessing to take them out of that environment, and even though at the time they did not realize what a blessing it was to be taken out of such chaos. They know now! The joy of my youth learning their African culture and tradition is a dream come true. I give thanks at such a young age I took a chance to create a better future, not only for myself, but for my children.
Watching my granddaughter playing here on my floor in Ghana, I’m confident that I made the right decision and I have a much greater hope for my LEGACY!