First time I visited Jacmel, I was with my mom when I was just 11 years old. She was on a mission trip with her choir so she brought me along. Surrounded by just grown folks it helped that my God sister was present too. That week-end trip was filled with the smell of fried eggs... Continue Reading →
Haiti living : My insight story
On the 3rd anniversary of moving back to Haiti, I wrote a heartfelt post about the transition. It was a chatty post from the bits of culture I picked up as a young adult. If I start describing all the goods that I’ve gained from my move back, one of the things that have been... Continue Reading →