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  • I am you and you are me.
    I felt this with my whole heart in Ghana.
    Women, girls, boys, family.
    I'll never forget you.
    I am forever changed.
    I got my hair done into an intricate braid design where three women worked on my hair at once.
    They wanted to know why I was single.
    In America, it's the norm now to stay single for longer.
    Besides, I might not have made this trip if I were a married woman.
    In America, being single is almost seen as freedom.
    One girl's name was Patience.
    I said, "That's what I need, Patience. I need patience. My time will come."
    They all just smiled.
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