Ok, so this week I’m not sure I’m sticking to the promise of themed reminiscing…anyway you decide! Tears welled up in my eyes as I sat down to dinner with my sister on Wednesday night. We were celebrating my birthday early, but I didn’t feel like celebrating. I was moving again. I am forever leaving … Continue reading The North Wind Comes Acalling and Once Again I am Wanted in the Bay
Feasting on Food and Words under Natal Trees
I miss Ghana. Everyday! Moments like these-- hearing other African writers read about the continent-- take me back and make me miss it more.
