04/01/2019
Going back home last week brought mixed emotions, I tried to keep it private and go home unannounced but again remembered that I live far and it’s been long since I was home and given that many friends and family were looking forward to “a homecoming” after receiving my lottery or my miracle☺.
Growing up in a community or “low income neighborhood” or “ghetto” as they call it (They call it ghetto, we call it home), a place I called home before making a mark in the media. A platform that has kept me around great souls, family, friends, champions and global leaders world over, and exposed me to opportunities that I cannot exchange for anything. Things may have changed when I packed my bags and dared to go into the unknown. I first took the risk and boarded a bus from Nairobi to DR Congo, via Uganda, Rwanda, and Burundi and then crossed over to Eastern Congo via Chibitoke in the midst of chaos finding myself between rebels, peacekeepers and refugees. I needed to tick the box of having covered war in order to be accredited as a foreign correspondence.
Walking out of mainstream media was probably the best thing I ever did, thanks to my brother from another mother, DBK for giving me hope to act on my intuition and acting against the fear of norm.
Dear folks, when you start changing and walking differently or refusing to conform to the society by living independently, you will notice the numbers of your social circles changing or reducing. I am grateful for friends that remained close despite the distance; I have also made so many friends and friendship that will have everlasting effect in my life.
Returning home last week with my family last after surviving the world’s deadliest disease like cancer brought up mixed emotions. Unlike previous visits, a lot of things had changed, I had changed (embracing a new normal me), I had survived or I was now a survivor but NOT a victim. Folks, the hidden fear on my aunts’ faces was evident. My aunts’ now in their 60s and 70s had this fear from their voices that there was something different and that, this was the last time I was visiting to see them and maybe saying “Goodbye” They know too well that once one has cancer, they don’t live or survive and then die! It’s okay to be afraid, but I promised my relatives that all is well and that I am doing what I love doing and will be back to visit again.
Dear friends and family, I’m probably not alone in feeling this way, one thing I have learned when going through adversity, is that you got the power within you and all that matters when facing challenges or life threatening illness, never to give up! Don’t be immobilized by fear. The bigger picture is that we all go through challenges or pain on deferent levels but just remember that you are a child of God and we are all passengers on this planet.
I know a lot of things happen in life including scary things but here is my take, what would your life be like if you decided to give up your fears? What would life be like if you decided NOT to care about what people thought you? Life is too short and unpredictable, you are here today, and you are gone tomorrow. I could go on and on but let me first forward. What happened yesterday, does not matter, what matters is how I deal with what happens tomorrow. I hope to put together all this in my yet to be published book, but let me leave you with my favorite prayer that I said everyday when I was “fighting in hell” God, grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change and courage to change the things I can. and !