Of course, transitioning to a new place comes with it’s own set of adjustments, emotions, competencies, and shifts. Traveling is one thing, but moving somewhere new is on a different level. And moving with a family is even more of a different level. It means that we go home while in and wake up while in a country that’s foreign to us. It’s been quite the experience. And with third culture children, we often wonder where our children will say they are from. We have a feeling they may live abroad longer than they will live in the states as a child, God-willing.
Anywhere we’ve been in Africa, we’ve appreciated that people are family-centered, always willing to help, and really understand the meaning of life. While Americans often shelter children, are paranoid about what could happen, or are more-so focused on all-that-we’ve-ever-known, being here has taught us that it’s okay to live a little. We’ve also never felt as close to our ancestors as we do here. We’ve never felt as safe and carefree as we do here. And we’ve honestly never had the opportunity to just relax as much as we have here. Back in the states, our daily grind was so (overly) packed that it just wasn’t mentally, emotionally, financially, nor realistically healthy for us. We needed this change and now we can’t imagine not having taken the plunge. Now, our timing and the use of our resources makes sense to us. We work smarter, are more aware of our wants and needs, and we delegate (thankfully, here we have domestic staff, so that cuts the busy tasks we always had to do – that’s another thing we like here – we can affordably hire anyone for almost anything). Our kind housekeeper ironing:Where we live here has been much nicer than the house we had in Georgia (and thank God we are now renters). The food we’ve eaten here has been more delicious than anything we’ve ever had elsewhere. It’s amazing that the brainwashing of African-Americans still withstands. We were just talking about how our mindset has grown and our view of the world (and of life) has changed. And because of such, it makes conversations with others a little challenging unless they’ve had some type of growth of their own (no matter where one is). There is something to be said about experiencing life outside of one’s comfort zone. It’s only been almost two years that we’ve lived away and we are already more uncomfortable with being in the USA than we are being away. Hence, why we chose not to come visit home this summer even with the benefit of free flights from our jobs. That speaks mounds.
The air is fresher on this side of town. There are fruit trees for days. We wear the same wardrobe because the season does not change…and if it does, it’s more-so due to humidity (i.e., rainy season) than that of temperature. It’s much hotter back at home than it is here, although, we do miss fall and winter. What we love about Africa is that it’s evolving and manifesting in ways that represent creation, culture, and commitment to humanity. Simplicity is rich. It’s definitely a place where we’ve come to appreciate our own differences and a place where we feel more at peace. And here in Liberia, we live on the ocean and see the waves all day…that alone is tranquil. Africa has taught us that the every day things we thought were so important may not be such a big deal after-all; and that the every day things we were missing out on because of our former grind are worth embracing now. Even though each day isn’t perfect, we wake up each day knowing that we are safe, content, fulfilled, can do anything and go anywhere (since we’re technically nomads) and that our children can just enjoy being children. We thank this land for empowering us and for allowing us to see what we need to improve on within ourselves and that humbles us.