For
over 6 months I have been working on a project called the Kenya
Initiative. With our team I have traveled across the United States
speaking on behalf of a camp of Internally Displaced People. We worked
day after day, month after month to raise money and awareness of the
injustice that is going on in Kenya. We raised support for a project
budget and our personal support budgets. We got shots that were
expensive and quite uncomfortable. We missed weddings and family
reunions. We left behind our friends and our families to fly half way
around the world…
.. and this week I finally got to meet the reason why.
I had never been to Kijabe, or Maai Mahiu before.
I
was able to look the children in the eyes. I was able to walk around
the camp with Emma hand in hand and throw James and John in the air
until my arms gave out. I was able to hear Davids story and his dream of
raising ducks to sell and having land to farm. The smiles on their
faces weren’t anything to the smile in my heart and the feeling I felt
of knowing how worth it all the planning, preparing, and leaving was.
The journey is long and we are just getting started, but man it’s beautiful already.
I’m home.
Much love.
