I fell in love across the Atlantic in a country more beautiful than God himself while four months pregnant with another man’s child. The first time I saw him, it was nighttime in late August, the moon a perfect sickle. My plane landed in Accra, Ghana, and the air smelled like curry spices, yam and […]Read more "I Fell In Love Carrying Another Man’s Child"
First, I thought I had malaria—the infectious disease born from parasitic mosquitoes that infiltrates blood cells resulting in death—but later learned the only parasite was a bundle growing inside me that pro-life activists called a blessing from God, but my mother deemed shameful. The excitement of spending 4 months studying abroad my senior year of college […]Read more "[CONFESSIONS] Making Peace With My Mother (and Myself)"