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You see, when I first came to America,
The land of the brave and the mighty, full of opportunity and freedom!
I thought I was going to have-it-all, a good healthy lifestyle. A big house by the beach. Fast cars. A fat bank account. Pretty women. Designer underwear.
You know, all the easy good stuff!
I mean, is that not what the American dream is all about?
Little did I know that in as little as 10 years later, I’ll be depressed. Broke – drowning in debt.
Frustrated. Confused and barely able to keep that little flicker of hope that everything is possible in America. That in America, if you work hard and smart, you can do Anything!
Hi there! My name is Joseph, and my last name is Nyamache.
I know, that is a hard one. I hear it all the time. That is why my friends call me Joe, and if there happens to be another Joseph around, then by default, they call me Little Joe.
Of course, I know you’ve guessed it.
I’m short and charming (but do I say) Anyway, more about that later.
Let me tell you my story.
I will tell you a little bit about my self, what I stand for, and why we started this blog.
Hopefully, in the coming days, months, or years!
You and I, and my little brother, may get to know each other well.
Coming to America
7 Fast Moving Days
A long, long-time ago, on a cold Sunday morning at about six o'clock, I received a call. The call was from my little sister in America.
I thought to myself, "this is too early in the morning. Why would my sister be calling me at this time? It must be an important call."
So, I thought!
Well, spoiler alert!
It was indeed an urgent call that changed the projection of my life.
The conversation was sweet and short.
I had to take a bus to the city and proceed to the American embassy for my immigration interview.
Back in the day, I was good at following instructions.
And so, instructions, I followed!
I packed a few necessities and took the earliest bus to Nairobi, the capital city of Kenya.
When I was a little boy, that trip used to take the whole day. You'll get into a bus at 8 a.m. and arrive in Nairobi at about 5 p.m.
It's incredible what a well-maintanied road can do.
Now the same trip takes less than half of the time it used to take.
I spend half of the day putting together all the necessary documentation for the interview.
The other half of the day was spend dreaming, worrying, and rehearsing.
Do you know-how, "it is such a big deal" to go to the U.S embassy?
I'm telling you, one moment, you're thrilled about the possibilities, and a few minutes later, you're terrified and worried asking yourself what if your application gets rejected!
This is the day that changed my life. So young. Too innocent. Thrust out into a far, far-away land.
Outside, the Embassy was a little chaotic.
I had no idea, so many people want to go to America!
Lucky for me, the stars were aligned.
The beautiful lady sitting across the counter instructed me to come back the next day to pick up my visa.
She was beautiful.
Are all the ladies in America as beautiful as her? My head was spinning, if not thrilled!
I picked up my visa on Thursday afternoon and it was time to say a few goodbyes and cry like a baby!
I know. A man is supposed to be brave!
Is it true that a man is to hold up emotions, put up a brave face, and stand up tall, even when the feelings are just coming at you?
Not me. I cried like a baby.
Now before you label me a crying baby, hold on...
I packed and cried some more.
And you think saying goodbye's to your loved one is that easy!
Wait until it hits you!
Finally, I boarded a flight to America. I arrived on Sunday.
I stepped outside. Here I come, Houston, Texas. I had my leather jacket on, and why are the inside of the planes so cold?
Texas is warm. Can you imagine, it did not take even 5 minutes before I started sweating. Oh, the jacket! Time to take it off.
I have heard that it is hot in the Sahara desert. I had no idea the wealthiest country in the world was also this hot!
It was summertime, but I knew nothing about summertime!
So my life started in America, wearing a warm leather jacket meant for winter, in the summertime, learning a new way of life and adjusting to a new everything.
This life, this world is not just about money, politics, or relationships. It's not about power, success, failure, or cut-throat competition.
It's not about worrying about tomorrow's problems and bypassing today's blessings.
This world is not about...and the list goes on and on.
For a moment, forget about all that endless list.
Take a dip breath, relax. Breath in. Breath out.
Easy, steady now, e-e-e-easy. Are we okay? Are you with me? Alright then, hurry! Hurry!
Buckle up and-on-your marks, get ready and let's go.
This world, this life is about finding yourself. Understanding yourself and loving yourself. Being content and happy within yourself.
For how can you love another if you love not yourself?
How can you relate and understand others, if you don't know yourself?
How can you genuinely make other people around you to be happy if you're not satisfied and happy with yourself? The pursuit of happiness is the beginning, not the end of the Dream.
Honesty, Integrity, and Justice are part of the Dream.
But above all:
The love for God, self, and others, beats and dwarfs everything else.
And there my friend is what I call my revised Version of the Dream.
Otherwise, it's just a big fat lie. Chasing the wind. Puffing and chasing the wind!
Please allow me to bring this to your attention humbly,
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On a regular day,
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