This evening my husband recounted his day to me. He talked about all the things he did at work. He talked about going to school and how excited he is. He talked about the many opportunities coming his way.

Then, after all that good news, a smile crept across his face. It wasn't that NORMAL, happy smile. It was a JOYFUL smile. And my husband has the most beautiful smile in the world yet I can still tell the difference between happy and joyful.

He proceeded to tell me about Jesse from Ghana.

"Babe, I met somebody from Africa today."

"Really?" I said. "What happened?"

Husband began, "I was walking and he came right up to me and introduced himself."

I smiled at his excitement. "And? What did he say?"

Husband stood up from the lounging position we were in on the sofa and walked to the entertainment center. He reached for the globe on top, searched for Ghana and continued.

"I was so surprised. Dude walked up to me. Said this was the first time he seen me around and was like, I'm Jesse. I come from Ghana. He didn't approach me with, nigga-dis-nigga-dat."

I thought to myself that husband had such an interesting perspective on the introduction.