I have always planned to raise a 3rd culture child; however, I never planned to make the move at such a critical time in America’s history. My husband and I started planning our move to Ghana, West Africa one year ago. At the time we had no idea that a year later the unthinkable would happen right before our departure. America has just elected its 45th president and honestly I would have never imagined we would be calling a Billionaire/Reality TV personality “POTUS.” But the decision has been made and now we are being challenged to think about the “why” behind our decision to move abroad.
Initially we set out with a goal to create a new type of legacy for our family with a different life plan compared to the one we tried to conform to here in America. No more working just to pay bills and survive. No more playing it safe. No more settling for less and living an overall dull life.
We had seen our parents live this life and our friends pursuing it and it just was not appealing to us.
We were not going to live like everyone else. Exploring the world and living in a country with a vastly different culture than what we had become accustomed to in America was more appealing than punching the clock every day to make someone else’s dreams come true. Our son deserved to learn from his parents that you have to take risks to obtain rewards and the world is so much more than was lies within the American borders. We decided we needed to be examples of courage and determination to our son in order for him to know that you are in charge of your own destiny if you choose to be. We wanted more quality time together as a family and wanted to create memories that we could be proud of. We just wanted true “freedom” and we wanted out of the “rat race.”
Our decision to move abroad has been coupled with some very interesting conversations. It seems like other families in the black community believe this is something impossible for a black family to achieve and others want to follow suit but hesitate to make such a leap.
When did we become bound by these borders?
Why is it okay for other ethnic groups to seek greener pastures abroad but we have to stay and fight to have a place to call “home?” I am so tired of seeing white families with family travel blogs/vlogs and not being able to find those same visuals of families that look like mine. I am on a mission to change the visual stereotypes attached to the black family and to also show that the black travel movement should include black families not just singles. My hope is that other black families are inspired by our story and set out of their own global journey.
We are setting out on an adventure to not only travel but also teach our child while traveling. We plan on exploring the world around us and immersing ourselves into various cultures and environments. Rather than our son being confined to one school with the same setting, the same playground, and the same friends, he will be exposed to so much more as we travel. He will be able to play with kids of different social, cultural, and economic backgrounds, learn different languages, and see and experience different lifestyles.
My hope is that he develops the intangibles of fearlessness, empathy, and adaptability by being in so many different places with different people.
We truly believe we are giving our son what so many other ethnic groups give their children which is “options,” Our children should not be limited by anything and should be able to choose where they want to leave their mark on the world.