My year with the Humanist Service Corps has ended. I’ve been home from Ghana for two weeks.
The return home has been a bit tougher than I anticipated. I haven’t seen my wife and 9 year old son in a year and seeing them has been as amazing as I anticipated. I missed them more than you can imagine. That being said I am struggling with the differences in my life in Ghana and here in the United States.
More than anything I miss my friends I made in my year in Ghana. I can’t say enough good things about the people I encountered there and I met a lot of them! In my time there I visited all ten regions. From the capital of Accra to Bolgatanga in the far north and every notable place in between I was privileged enough to see most all of the country. I was especially privileged to become close friends with many Ghanaians. I really do miss the fact they joined in my friendly nature and happy attitude with zero judgement. In the United States it seems I get treated as if there is something wrong with me because I am always in a good mood. As I often say I choose my mood when I get up in the morning. I do it everyday.
I have found that was much easier to do in my time in Ghana.
From July 2016 to July 2017 I only had one headache and it was related to malaria. I’ve had to take a couple of doses of tylenol in the last two weeks for a couple of severe headaches I’ve already gotten since I’ve returned home. I’m not sure if it’s due to the stress of adjusting, the food I’m now eating again, or something else.My home is a modest middle class home in a decent neighborhood. We have your regular run of the mill supermarket five minutes away. It all seems like so much now. The first time I visited a grocery store I had to take a moment to compose myself. The level of my privilege is more apparent to me than ever. I now walk around with a mix of guilt and amazement at my life because the world we live in is incredibly unfair and arbitrary and I somehow managed to end up where I did. I deserve everything in my life no more than anyone else and probably far less than a lot of people I met in Ghana.
I am thankful for the friends who have reached out to me and who continue to do so. I am thankful for the work of my wife this year because she is the reason everything has been possible. I’m also thankful for the little boy who is currently waiting on me to finish this writing so we can go seek out some wildlife at the local creek.
I have plans to continue to work to promote the Humanist Service Corps through online promotion and speaking engagements. If you’d like for me to visit your local freethought/humanist group please let me know.