Where did time to? I've been in 'vacation' mode for a while. I left a job and environment that weren't supportive of my future and instead questioned my abilities and knowledge because they saw me as less than human. Being one of very Black women in the housing sector, it felt like my back was constantly pushed up against a wall and I was sick and tired of things so I began to question what I needed, how do I get to the next step. 

January 2 will be a year since relocating and I'm still waiting for my paperwork to be approved so I can finalize the remainder steps of this process. I wouldn't be able to go through this without my biggest cheerleader, adventure partner and boyfriend, I love him for believing in what we are building. Racism is alive and well. We are responding to racism as if it just happened. Some of y'all just woke up and learned that not all the people you call friends are friends. 

Hard times will always exist, it's finding the light in these moments and holding onto them as hard as possible. 

I was alone for some of the year, that really put things into perspective. Who knows you are alone, people checking in on you etc. having a lil village helps. From September - November 29 I stayed in Zambia while my love had to fly back to Canada because he's legally not allowed to stay in Zambia for a whole year. I write this from Capetown, South Africa. We are spending the month of December and fly back January 2. I'm hoping my bestowal application has been approved. 

Get you a man that will do life with you in ALL the ways. 

To forever adventures.