Back in 2012, I received a text message from a young lady, devastated after losing her brother in an accident while he was at work. She wanted to know how I had ‘managed’ when my dad died earlier that year. Her text found me still raw, taking one wobbly step at a time to find
My memory takes me several years back to a very cold night; somewhere in the central highlands, sandwiched between the eastern base of the Aberdare Range and the western slopes of Mount Kenya, my dorm mates and I stood outside the door to our dorm tightly hugging our books – not out of love but