Dear Mama, Brother, Ruth and Travis,
I had to go. Please try to forgive me. I wanted to say goodbye, but I couldn’t stand the shame. The shame of choosing to leave behind something so dear to me. Please try to understand. Things just been gettin’ so foggy and I couldn’t see so well and I felt so trapped and everything was goin’ far from any ray of sunshine and Asagai made the idea sound so nice and he talked about showing me “...our mountains and out stars...the ways of our people”(137) and I want to cure people there and help. Don’t think me selfish because I’m really not that kind, but I still don’t know what kind I am and I don’t know what kind I want to be. So that’s why I’m going and I am probably on the way. Asagai says it will seem like I never left Nigeria and that I’ll like the lifestyle they live down there. Me and him are getting married and I am goin’ to be wearin’ one of his sister’s dresses and they goin’ to teach me how to dance. I hope Clybourne Park is nice and I hope them snooty white folk don’t get in the way of anything and I hope that rude Mr. Lindor don’t come over no more. Tell Travis to behave well and to play in the backyard plenty. Mama, make your plants grow strong. As for the rest of you, I will feel like a part of me is gone, but I know this is for the better. Don’t miss me too much and I’ll try to do the same. Just know it isn’t the guitar or becoming a doctor that is going to make me who I am; it’s each and everyone of you that have helped me along the way. I am so thankful for that everyday. I love each and every one of you and I am so proud of ya'll.
