As Mothers day approaches, i’ve been thinking about my mom. She left yesterday to visit her sisters in the
. They are getting on in years and have had health problems, she worries that she is far away from them. She has always been fearful about being far away from her family of origin, although I’m not too sure if she realizes how fearful she has been. Living in her adopted country where family, ancestors and origin is everything has been difficult for her. Its been hard for her to live with her roots above ground, exposed to the harsh elements, feeling often like she lacks an anchor. UK
We need to feel we belong, we need to be able to stake our claim to families, to communities,and to the countries we live in. We don’t need to hold on too tight but we need to feel that we have something to lightly hold. For a long time I wondered if I belonged in my birth country, was I not perhaps more European, did I really belong in
Africa? Working in the in 2007 and 2008, cured me of feeling like I don’t belong in my birth country. Finally I was able to say with pride and absolute conviction - I am African. My mom also worked as a carer in the UK around the same time as I did and when she got back she know for the first time in 40 years where she truly belonged. She belonged where her heart was and it was in UK as a carer Africa.