This Journey of mine…


It’s been a while and I thought what better way to come back than reintroduce myself with a timeline version of my bio. Please introduce yourself in the comment so we can get acquainted.

From Birth to 2006 : a seed was planted

I was born and raised in Lome, Togo. It is a small but mighty country with tons of potential and a bright future.

Even as a child, I was very sensitive and in my head. I remember watching a movie one time and telling my mother that when I am grown, I want to be in a seat and have a couch in my office so that I can hear people’s problems and help them get through their problems. I had no idea at the time but a seed was planted. Togo is not without its challenges but I had an iron lady of a mom and she shielded me as much as she could. In many ways, you can say that I was spoiled.

in 2006, on the night before my sister’s birthday, I left my loved ones, my friends and the shield of my mother to join my father in the concrete jungle. I wanted to become a medical doctor because one of my uncles that I admired is a doctor and I practically grew up in and around his clinic.

December 24, 2006 to May 14, 2014: Sweet youth and innocence

New York has been and is kind to me. I attended Bronx Community College while getting acclimated to the American lifestyle and culture. It was the best time of my life, I did not know it then but it was. My “naivete” made it possible for me not overthink things so I got to explore so much more than I would have if I had the full picture back then.

I got to learn with and from amazing people. I was part the Student Government Association where I learned to develop my voice, I joined the Creative Writer’s Club where I learned to embrace my ideas and thoughts.

A love for travel was awaken in me when I got to travel to Salzburg, Austria for a Global Citizenship Program.

I got to be in the room with really smart people and I got to graduate from Hunter College after studying Community Health Education. In the process, I also learned that while I want to help people, see people heal and thrive, I did not have to become a medical doctor. So I picked a major with a professor’s guidance and got my degree.

This era is closed by an amazing trip to Africa and Paris. It was my first and last solo trip. ..

Because I became a mom! She was and still is the best selfish decision I’ve made…

2014-2019: A roller coaster

Other mothers confirmed it, so I am pretty confident when I say: that Motherhood is an adventure. I still ask every woman I meet how they do it because 6 years in and I still don’t really know what I am doing lol!

Taking action became harder but my life goals became really clear to me. Things that used to matter did not matter as much anymore. I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and became a self-help materials (books, podcasts, course,etc.) consumer.

I also started working in Social services and liked it so I remembered that seed I planted and enrolled into social work school. My professional experience gave me the privilege of working with people and serving people of all ages and all socio-economic background. My professional experience allowed me to develop empathy, tolerance and a very different perspective of the world.

I am reminded daily that someone out there is enduring much worse and if they can get through it and still find a reason to smile, so can I.

Don’t get me wrong I am super emotional and I feel other people’s pain so much that it can be taxing on me mentally, emotionally and physically. However, it also helped me remain calm (superficially) under super stressful circumstances.

In the midst of this pandemic, I remind myself regularly of what I have right now; simply because I mentally and emotionally cannot afford to get into the what ifs. So I am taking MLK’s words seriously.

Wherever you are on your journey, I hope you remember to really feel. Nice to meet you!

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