An end. And a beginning.

In 2006 I met an Ashanti artist in Accra, Ghana. That meeting changed the course of my life. Although I know my life until that point led me there. That trip was an immersion trip of culture but also of Ghana's slave history.

Our focus in coming was finding emancipation in our common history. I had no intentions on finding a husband when I went. But I did. Part of my blog has been the story of how that love of him, his family and country inspired me to create a social enterprise.

Since these pages document our marriage and my journey, it is now where I am sharing that we are no longer together. I guess that seems like an ironic or even inaccurate way to describe it since he never was granted a visa to come to the United States in 10 years of our marriage. Immigration policy would not allow it. But in a way that did not stop us from being together.

The path now looks different but what started this journey remains the same. Safe water. Safe sanitation. Fight malaria. Start in one village. New Orleans is renown for being a unique culture. I think the connection of the community being its strongest asset. There are the rare few that recognize its similarities to Afro-Caribbean and African culture. I am one of them. It has been in New Orleans, not Ghana where I had to protect my children from drinking the water from our tap during the many boil water alerts we have. It is New Orleans that has nurtured my social enterprise and helped inspire innovation to transform an idea into manifestation. It is in New Orleans where I will find the resources I need to make water filters and toilets, starting in my husband's village first.

Over five years this blog has seen some changes. There will be many more to come. Thank you for the support you've given this blog over these years. And I hope you will continue to support this safe water social mission.