To others, the mere thought of Kenya is just another travel destination on the bucket list or another passport stamp. For me, it was another opportunity to reconnect with my roots and another chance to remind myself exactly where I came from. Continue reading “KENYA🇰🇪🌍”
East, west home is always the best. There’s nothing like the feeling of comfort, true existence and peace that you get when your in your own home. They say It’s one thing to live in a house but it’s another to live in a home. All my life, I have had the opportunity to live in different houses but none of them have had the impact like the home that I was once raised in.
It’s been over 10 years and the only thing that has kept me close to this house are the vivid memories that I have held onto,from my childhood days. We all have some type of foundation, where your individual roots are bound. For me,this home has always been the base of my roots. The sense of belonging that I got as soon as I walked into the compound, has been a feeling that I have longed for in the many years I have been away.
When I remember where I have come from, this is the first place that comes to mind. As funny and weird as it sounds, I do believe the man that I am today has been the impact of the time spent and shared memories by loved ones in this house. My dreams, goals and ambition are driven by the values and morals that were instilled in me while growing up here. Even in pure silence, I can still hear the sound of life and feel the warmth of human contact that once occupied this house.
In the spirit of thanks giving, I am truly honored to finally spend it at my maternal home. At the core where it all started. Surrounded by memories full of love, tears, pain, joy and laughter.
Happy Thanks Giving.🍴 🦃🍽