I believe that what a person becomes and how they see the world is, in large part, due to where and how they grew up.
If you've read the explanation for the word "unyunga" (see the side bar) you know that I grew up in Cameroon. So even though I was born in the United States, the most formative years of my life were in a village in Africa called Mbingo. And it has had a defining effect on who I am, what I do, and why I do it. So let me share a little bit about my hometown with you.
Mbingo is in the Northwest Province of Cameroon. The land was provided by the local king (Fon) specifically for building a hospital and the accompanying village.
My Dad was the Station Manager and my Mom was a nurse at the hospital. We lived in this house
I took this photo in 2009 when I was able to return after not being home for 30 years. It's where my heart lives. It's my Shangri La.
Here's the view from our front yard stitched together from photos I took while visiting.
It's probably why I love the color green and find it so important to my well-being. It's why I love the mountains. It's also where I learned to crochet.