My Heart is Smiling (P.S. I Love You)

“My heart’s never smiled so hard, baby; loving you is fun!” (Easton Corbin) This phrase from a country song (surprise! surprise!), reminds me of the numerous conversations David and I used to have. Often we would text: “my heart is smiling/laughing.” Or the question: “do you still have butterflies?” Answer: “of course! And I hope…

Kokrobite (Part II)

“Hi. I’m Kuukua and this is my sister May.” I said, choosing to use Etornam’s English name. I knew mine was already complicated enough. “I’m Mary. What did you say your name was?” A nod here, a barely acknowledged glance there. I repeated my name several more times. I kept my polite Ghanaian smile up….

Kokrobite (Part I)

I had never been to Kokrobite. Rumors had it that was where the pot-heads hung out. It was where Rasta and beach-bums and their “cool” wannabes went. Where the local women went to snag white men and vice-versa. Where locals knew to leave well enough alone.  My respectable-catholic-school-girl-gig didn’t go such places even when I…

The Hug (Part III)

PART II Every afternoon in Accra felt like 90 degrees, although I’m sure there were variations. To be out of Accra and it’s bustle was a treat, but to be in cool 70 degree weather was heavenly. I floated away staring into the Aburi mountains rising before me. I was mesmerized by their mere existence…

The Hug (Part II)

PART I The tour ended when we entered the farm-house from the kitchen. He grabbed us a couple of Castles and then showed us to the front porch. It was a small one but it had room for the three of us. I was too nervous to share the long chair with him so I…

The Hug (Part I)

“Heeeey! I didn’t think you’d make it.” He wore a smile that lit up his whole face. He reached in and gave me one of those squeezish hugs. Surprised, I took a second to relax into it. After all, this was a complete stranger I’d met on a bus. In the two weeks since we…

Texts II

You: “you give good hugs” Me: “i like to receive them” You: “no, for real, you give good hugs” Me: “so do you” You: “when can i have another one?” Me: “oh i don’t know…you know we live like an hour apart…” You: (sad face) “I know” Me: “cheer up, there’s always the Accra Mall”…