I will be turning 40 in exactly 16 hours and when I look back at my third chapter, I am in awe. For starters, I am from Cameroon Africa where becoming wife, mother and stuff like that is more important it may seem than, pursuing academic and professional goals. Let me put it another way; you sure know this thing about clocks - em biological clocks they are called. A woman's biological clock I gather picks up its ticking momentum as you enter your 20s up to mid 30s maybe? So, bottom line, get busy with life but mind the 'B' clock. And that I did mind to the point of even mixing it up, sort of became a mother even before becoming a wife. I was 24. Before any of you not from Cameroon or Africa roll your eyes, well that's our reality.
Life kept happening, and by 30 I was having my last son. This also means that, some of the other aspects of my life like my career were either on pause or jeopardized because motherhood and now wifehood took precedence. Couldn't they share me equally you may ask? Nope once again, in Cameroon or Africa for a larger part, those are difficult to cohabit o. Motherhood is challenging, wifehood double portion challenge. Add husband and unprepared then sit back and watch the different lab reactions. By the time I had dabbled and paddled and near taken myself out of life altogether in that marriage, I was a big big mess.
Get out, clean up, steady up, come back and speak it loud and clear. That was sort of the self talk which kept me going from the 11th May 2011 when I did start putting that into action. It wasn't easy one bit, but gradually I did. It took me sort of 2 years from that date to clean up. Look when you fall into a pigsty, you are so filthy you are prepared to use the hottest water possible to clean up and steady your steps once and for all - no more you say, no more. And so I steadied up slowly but surely until I was ready to come back. I mean, staying out there in Europe in my new found cozy and super comfort zone was so appealing, but nope once again, my sons were back home and bringing them over was beginning to look like not feasible after all. But, I had already gotten such a voice, having published 3 memoirs and carved a blogging niche for myself, I wasn't scared of showing my face anymore.
I parked everything, left a great relationship and landed back here on the 1st of August 2015. Start speaking girl - and so I did. On all platforms I could find or be invited to. I kept writing too. Currently have published 6 book.
And, as if that wasn't enough, last year like in September or October, I remembered World Pulse (I had seen it online 5 years ago can you imagine?) and a chain of events led me here. It has simply been the best advocacy outlet so far. I mean wow wow wow. I wrote a letter to my childhood self - never written one before, and I mean just like a week or less after joining World Pulse, and that story got featured. I have met people even from my country I may never have met otherwise. And the others from the world at large, hmmmm thank you World Pulse. I was just musing yesterday how I now know people even in Bhutan, Philippines and more. I read their stories and I like, that happens out there too? Could we be this much alike than different?
The feedback has been so motivating too. I can feel the impact both here and on the other social media outlets like Facebook, LinkeIn and twitter.
Last but not the least, I met a very special kindred spirit here, I can't wait to travel and meet them in flesh as we say back here. I have already met some of my Cameroonian sisters in person, spoken with others on phone and indeed so happy I took that leap to join World Pulse. I am a very busy person and live with my own health challenges, but I felt the pull to World Pulse and I am not relenting. My voice is all the more firmer, my projects becoming more fine tuned, I am all the more optimistic especially as I turn 40 which is a big deal for me.