The past few days have been days of reflection. I will share the rest of my thoughts on 2022 in a more detailed blog post. For now, I want to share a few things about some key areas I have seen draw humanity, especially Africans, back. First is poor internal communications. Internal communications describe how
I invited the carpenter, Frank, to my house. About six years earlier, he made a couch for me, which I loved. I donated the couch to someone else because I wanted a new design. I offered him tea, caught up a bit and then discussed the new project. Frank carried his tape measure, took measurements
The Crisis A few weeks ago, I had a call with a distraught friend. She seemed agitated and was talking very fast on the phone. I asked her to take a deep breath. She did and continued with her tale of desperation. My friend, Hannah, had received a call from a client, which was a
When I was three years old, my biggest frustration was my nine-year-old brother taking my toys or disrupting my ten-minute TV cartoon episode after school. It may seem fickle now, but when you are three-year-old, this is earth-shattering. I was a snitch, so I would run to my mother to tell on him. My mother’s
Grief , Life , Life LessonsKenya, We Need to Talk!
I haven’t been feeling well, mostly fatigue which eventually manifests in illness. My mind just needed a shutdown, so engaging it in thought and reflection has been a bit of a fight the past two weeks. I am still on the mend, but my mind has rebooted (slightly), giving me time to sit and reflect
Kenya , Life , Life LessonsLessons from the 2022 Kenyan Election
Yesterday was interesting. This was the third time I have voted in a national election. The mood was very glum for the first time, and apathy lingered thick in the air. It was the culmination of two successive years of corruption scandals, a skidding economy and hardships, a pandemic and nauseating political campaigns. Kenyans have