Change is Constant

As I was packing the last of my things Sunday, in preparation for our move to Cotonou on Monday, I received a call from Italy from the president of the NGO I’m working for. She asked me to stay in Dassa for an additional month to continue with oversight of the projects. The decision was a hard one because it meant that the Italian and I would be apart for the last three weeks of the time we have left living in the same country. He accepted a short-term consultancy with another NGO and must live in Cotonou now. He we will head back to Italy on the 20th then Kenya for six months on the 31st. 🙁

It was a tough decision but I chose to stay in Dassa since I could use the extra money. I am writing this post from Cotonou as I have come to visit the Italian. As I sit here, I have been trying to figure out my next move. I received an email from my boss in Italy today and she is asking me to stay on longer in order to repair the projects and prep them for long-term sustainability. But I honestly do not want to live in Dassa any longer than one month by myself, but to be honest my prospects are not many.

Do I go bum around Europe for a couple of months while searching for employment? Do I head back to Detroit and do the employment search from there? Should I live on my friends couch in NYC? Options? I guess. I think what I really need to do is find some focus, direction and purpose.