Life ALWAYS goes on

Last sunday my favorite Uncle died suddenly. He had a heart attack. The fallout from his passing has been immense. Apparantly I have a huge gathering of firt and second cousins here in the US. This tragedy brought me back into their sphere. It also brought back the realization that I really miss Kenya. I miss my family, I miss my friends and I miss feeling like Kenya. That doesn't mean that I feel like an American.. all I am saying I miss feeling like a Kenyan simply. For the past few months I have been slowly calling and emailing old friends-- trying to reconnect. I have also visited many blogs written by Kenyans. I am not sure what to think. Kenya has changed so much since my last visit in 1991. My parents live in an area I don't even recall. Its hard to visual my sisters house. In summary with Uncle Alfreds passing I have been feeling homesick... feeling so unconnected. It is about time I made a trip to Kenya.

Well here is a picture of a portion of the house I grew up in Kenya. Last I hear the new owner demolished the house to big a bigger house in it its place.