My good friend Blessing (who has written here a few times, pictured above) posted this beautiful update to Facebook a couple weeks ago: Nine years ago (exactly today), I landed in the United States of America for the first time. I was 18, and I knew not a soul in this great nation. I had with me one suitcase, $800 (that my father handed me at the airport with a tight hug and a promise that I … [Continue reading...]