Wild Ride

On my 36-hour journey “home”, I decided to reflect upon all that’s happened in the last six months since I’ve been in Kenya…

I took steps to have better boundaries between work and personal life by getting my own apartment in town.  I haven’t had my own space since I moved out of my condo in 2013.  I sought more opportunities to grow personally and professionally.

Courage.

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The C Word

They found a lump in my breast.  It may be nothing.  Or it may be cancer.

Panic.  Fear.  What if my mom has cancer?  How is this going to work?  Why am so far away?  What if she dies?  What if other people get cancer?  What if other people die?

I calmed down then spoke to my mom on the phone.  I [Read More…]

Powerless or Powerful

I love Michael* but I wrestle with guilt every time I see him at his aunt’s kibanda (hut) where he faithfully stands every day selling fruit and mahindi choma (roasted corn).

His mom left him.
No one seems to know who his dad is.
His story is not unique.

The guilt I feel is driven by a concern about his schooling.  The government school he goes to is poor quality compared to the private Christian boarding school many of his cousins [Read More…]