Hello friends, It's been a while, I know no one really takes the time to read these but I feel like writing things out helps and it's kind of a personal (public) journal. So here are some ah ha moment I've had recently. It came to my attention that not many people, unless Ethiopian, knew me well. Meaning they didn't know that they were saying my name wrong for years because I never corrected it after 3rd grade. I was so vulnerable when it comes to culture and identity that I didn't introduce it to friends. For many years I was just an American born to and Ethiopian. Even thought I live my Ethiopian side I never once suggested getting Ethiopian food when asked where should we eat. I never once tried to bring friends or even my former boyfriend into that culture. I don't know if it was fear or thinking it's so different there's no way they'll like it. Either way I'm sorry that I had you miss our on a learning experience, a cultural exchange. Se...
They say ignorance is bliss