Decided to take a break from it all. From looking for a job, from Ghana and its inhabitants and well life in general. After 3 long years of a mixture of joy and frustration I found my way back home. Yes I said it, London is my home. Home is where the heart is, and mine is with my family and friends and as I am presently still more single than single, that’s where my parents and my siblings are. But at the same time, Ghana is still my home, that’s where I have managed to scrape a living, buy a house, buy a car, and live alright I guess. It’s all so confusing, but anyway, I have the choice, and I am grateful for that.
I was talking to some friends a few nights after I arrived, and we decided that we were going to buy an Island, the inhabitants of which will be children of African descendants who travelled and had their children in the diaspora, because really we don’t belong anywhere. In England, by virtue of our skin we will never be fully excepted (except when they need back-up to complain over the new influx of even more Eastern Europeans). In Ghana, we are competing with the locals basically have the same idea as the English ‘these British children, think they can come here and take our jobs….”. So it is better to form our own Island, and start from scratch.
It was a bit of a sudden departure, I still had no luck finding a job. The last lead I got was with the Public Services Commisison. However, after completing the application, copying my certificates, I went to her office only to find out that she doesn’t work Monday’s or Friday’s, and well since it was Christmas she had pretty much checked out. My little sister God bless her, sent me a little something to keep me going and it was like, it’s the end of the year, nobody is going to be around let alone hiring, so why don’t I just spend the christmas in the cold.
I have to say, it is probably the wisest decision I made the whole of 2013. I had the weight of the world on my shoulders and worried myself into a really dark depression which almost killed me. But I honestly think that God has destined me for greatness because I am still alive and kicking and well I am feeling good too.
I got myself checked out by my GP, got everything tested (seems my stress levels where high, go figure). Ate a lot, drank a little and caught up with as many people as I could (I have to say sorry to my friend who gave birth, who I didn’t manage to see, but I hope to see you soon love). The weather was cold, I had about 10 layers of clothes on, but it was good to feel the love.
Smother as ever laid the love on with an extra thick layer of love the only way she knows how. She decided it was time that I came home and find a job back in London. That was until I said, fine, then I will come back to rent out my house and sell my car. That’s when she thought about where she would stay when she comes over (she flies in next month so that should make for more interesting stories). So I have now got 8 months to get a job and find a husband before she bundles me on a plane and sends me back home.
But she did give me food for thought somewhere inbetween the nagging and the planning of my life. Ghana is home, but it is not totally home, I can make a go of it here, but I need to make sure that I go back to London at least once a year, just to touch base with reality if nothing else. I also need to get out there, I know I say it every time, but this time, less talking and more doing.
So, I am back, and even though I am broke and still relying on daddy to help me make my mortgage payments, I am putting 2013 well and truly behind me and thinking positively and building my plan. I have managed to swing a consultancy gig while I look for something a more stable salary (it’s basically commission I am working for at the moment). I have had two interviews last week and one this week, and the one this week, I don’t even know how they got my CV, haha. The pound is rising (4-1, good for tourists but not for locals), but just need to make sure that even it is the equivalent of a hundred pounds a month away, it will build up. This time I am taking Ghana by the balls and making sure that 2014 is my best year yet.
Today, I literally have 20GHS to my name, my bank account is showing zero, but I am feeling happy as I know that the good times are going to come, and they are going to come very soon.
So wishing you a happy new year, I hope that this year brings you much happiness and you continue enjoying my blog.
Until the next time.
I Admire your optimism and courage a lot!
Thanks Hakeem, it has taken kick up the backside to turn from a pessimist to an optimist, and I still have my off days, but gotta keep the faith…haha
LOL. ” Its always darkest before the dawn”. Good luck 🙂
“So it is better to form our own Island, and start from scratch.” Maybe there’s one within walking distance of your home, but why don’t you find a young girl to mentor at one of the orphanages? Help her with her home work.
Hi Efua, wishing you all the best in 2014, its good to read that you are ‘back’ and all the drawbacks hasnt knocked your spirits. Hope you find something soon, it looks like the Ghana bubble has burst which is worrying as it became a ‘work haven’ for the untouchables. Always enjoy reading your blog.
“So it is better to form our own Island, and start from scratch.” Maybe there’s one within walking distance of your home, but why don’t you find a young girl to mentor or tutor at one of the orphanages?