Reconciling with Less Home: Between Haiti and Me
How did I come to the point of romanticizing a home I could not even identify?
I once believed Princeton was the home of the successful. Toni Morrison chose to teach students at Princeton before her teaching retirement in 2012. Michelle Obama cultivated her intelligent analysis of the world at Princeton. John Nash received his doctorate at Princeton, the only place that accepted him when everyone else thought he was crazy. People became something at Princeton. I didn’t see the people I wanted to be around me. Naturally, I thought Princeton would be a place where I would become my aspirations. But first I needed to leave home before I could get anywhere.
“home” challenges that narrative. Home is more than just a place where we come from, it is a part of us. And the longer we distance ourselves from home, the less complete we are.
More in this series
“The question of where you’re from is often met with eager anticipation to easily judge you.”
The magic of the Bandikui church is that it stays, rests, and remains, despite the world moving on and away from it.
Moving home to Newark has been a surreal experience because I have had to mourn places that once were, but are no longer.