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EYE ON THE PRIZE 

Don’t be fooled my dear, no two stories will be absolutely alike. Your journey may be similar to someone else’s but never will they be completely the same. 

Let no one take your joy or your triumph on the basis of what they have achieved or accomplished. Their experiences are theirs you can learn from them or choose to emulate them either way don’t look down  on yourself for the far you have come.

Material possessions aren’t the only measure of success, neither is family, success is what you as an individual strive to achieve. Could be quitting addiction, changing careers, starting a family, getting out of an abusive relationship etc. Whatever you deem success to be to you…..keep your eyes on the prize!!

No matter what, your best competitor is whom  you were yesterday, strive to be better. 

HOW DO YOU KNOW WHO TO VOTE FOR?

 

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It is campaign period again, and with the onset of devolution more and more posts have been created giving room to more and more people to vie. Thus I took it upon myself to at least get to know one of the participants. It never hurts to make an informed decision (right?).

Seated across from me is a smartly dressed, talkative man and I could tell am in for quite a cup of tea.

Who is Samuel Ngugi Gachuhi?


Samuel was born in Kihara,Gachie. He is the  last born son to the late Stanley Gachuhi Kamau and the late  Racheal Muringa Wainaina. He attended Seventh Day Adventist church in  Karura where he learnt values he believes and upholds to date.It has been a while since I crossed paths with a person that speaks with so much conviction and very careful not to contradict himself or be misquoted. He schooled at Gachie Primary School (KCPE) and secondary education at  Senior Chief Koinange High school.

He had to battle various challenges growing up including lack of school fees thus firmly advocates for education for all, and the importance of raising an educated society. “Education is a fundamental human right and no child should be denied this opportunity due to funding” he says .
With determination and will to achieve no challenge is impossible to overcome, he later joined  Ihwa secondary school in Tetu Nyeri and successfully completed his secondary education.
When faced with an obstacle you can choose to let it pin you down or fight hard to change the situation. After secondary school joining college was not an option again due to limited funding, thus Ngugi took up early employment as a Florist in Westlands for a couple of years.He had an unquestionable  love for education was able to raise money and join University of Nairobi for a diploma in business management graduating with a distinction.
“You are only as resourceful as you deem yourself to be” he says, clearly this . Do not get too comfortable if you want something go for it, in  his search for greener pastures Ngugi sort  Southern Sudan  where he worked in different industries for over 5 years and as love would have it met his angelic wife (married in 2008). Together they are  blessed with three adorable children. (I saw the photos, they are really adorable )
East or west home is best, after coming back to Kenya he  became a business man in Machakos and Makueni county and later Nakuru county. He is a diverse man, even with flourishing business if he sees an opportunity to grow himself he pounces on it,in the year 2010 he was employed by Multichoice Kenya Limited and  joined Mt Kenya University for a bachelor of Business management (currently awaiting graduation).
His story is not one from fame to fortune but rather one of determination and the courage to take on the world, a day at a time. One thing that is evident about this man is; he is self driven , self aware and the kind of mentor we should expose to our children.
Currently  vying for the post of MCA KIHARA WARD and I have no doubt he is the change we talk about. Someone that has the vision to see Kihara flourish and so much so in education and employment for the youth.
He is not promising to move mountains over night but rather to work with and for the people to better Kihara.
#TeamNgugiGachuhi
#ItIsPossible

I’M ALL CHOCKED UP AND YOU’RE OK

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Missing you comes in waves tonight am drowning

It never occurred to me that a time would come when my heart would literally be yanked out of my body . Leaving hurt I can’t wish on my worst enemy. The love of a child is something one can explain only through experience.

Trying to lengthen that leash and widening the child’s circle is not an easy task. Everyday I woke up to her face, every night I fell asleep with her tucked tight next to me.

Tonight she is miles away with her grandparents.She is in excellent care but I keep tossing and turning and wondering how can she be so OK when separation anxiety is driving me crazy. How can I be this ball of emotion when it’s evident how greatly I appreciate my own grandparents and time spent with them.

We would love to always be with them but it is important for children to learn and know their heritage , know where they come from and learn to cope with different surroundings. It’s vital that they experience a diverse view of the world . It will not be easy letting go but ,”No man is an island.”

Tonight I toss and turn , tomorrow when we talk on the phone she will have a story for me. Story of how different things are where she is, what excited her , what she didn’t like  , what she didn’t understand and I will rest easier knowing she is OK and at least grasping something different from her norm.

It takes a village to raise a child, no matter where we are in life ,the fundamental/core values will always be traced back to where we come from and who better to help instill those values than the ones who instilled them in us?

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SHIP WRECK

She was his now she is hers…..

It never occured to her that her belief in love was all  figment of her imagination. The trust that , ‘What you give, you will receive ten fold’…sweet, when you think of it , only what is received is sometimes insurmountable. Give with no prospects of receiving or at least give with no regard of receiving what you gave…..(makes sense right?)

He was hers and she carried him everywhere, wherever she was he wasn’t far behind if not beside her. They completed each others sentences and spoke the same language. He was it for her, without him she was all thorns and no rose.

Now she has to learn to be herself by herself and for herself. She has to learn to smell the roses alone and enjoy the world nontheless. She has to curve a route and follow through if she is to be better.

“What’s dead may never die”,  she knows what love feels like and what it doesn’t. Now she has to give it to herself and accept to receive it from herself……..

“Be happy alone, happy together or even both just don’t be the reason she/he wants to be happy alone. “- moh

SINKING SHIP

For a moment there she was his and he was hers. Unquestionable truth, it was known. They were the best version they could be, effortlessly happy, tried and tested and with each passing adventure the isle drew closer.

They picked their colors and dreamt of their day before man and God professing their truth. They chose the napkins and decided on the shades and shapes …..blissful.

Then the devil came in. Happiness became like chasing the wind. The dream a distant glare. She tried to hold on, as much as the strength within allowed her, he fought for the days past and the hope of an effortless tomorrow. All to no avail.

They had become so comfortable in their universe and gave no regard to the evil lingering, plotting, strategizing and eventually striking. They loved so hard that went it cracked, it instantly broke. They dreamt and forgot to shield their love.

She was his now she is hers.

THE ART OF BULLSHITTING

I understand the urge to bullshit…fit in… and the cautionary tale of ‘fake it till you make it’. What I seem to be boggled with is the desire to have an accomplice. The undeniable need of needing someone to justify your ‘faking it’.

May it be a slight misrepresentation on a résumé. There has to be a referee to back it up. A new attraction, got to have a best friend to speak on your untamed awesomeness etc.
Then there is the one that totally feels like a hostile take over, you are almost compelled to stand by whatever ‘bullshit’ is served. Have to come across as a united front….right? Marriage…..relationship…. 😕 (your till death/divorce / next fling co-conspirator)

I’m an absolute believer in dreaming beyond your wildest dreams phenomenon and the school of thought of aiming for the stars just to land on the moon. It’s all well and good until you start believing the ‘bullshit’ you are serving. Trying to sell to the very person that covers your nakedness probably not a genius idea.  Don’t eat your own supply…..

Once it goes to your head to a point you can’t tell reality from make belief , probably the right stage to pull over the chuchu train and re-strategize. Forgetting the whole purpose of the ‘bullshit’ and just taking it to be your truth doesn’t automatically make it so. Sustaining it may look doable but that’s bullshit too😎.

Keep your ‘bullshit’ believable to some extent. Once the car, house, make belief career growth, wardrobe and what not is stripped down at least let your relationship (read reference) be stable. That one person that can blow your house of cards should at least be on the same thinking level as you….(if there is such a thing).

Hey I’m Maureen

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Loving your company is one thing. Doing away with the rest of the universes is another thing. There are those individuals that come and go , those that cross our path and with every possible outcome losing them is not an option….but as luck would have it, whether by fate or design they end up being distant memories. Doesn’t matter how many people come and go. How many stay just to leave a little ways  down the road, choosing to be an island is no way to live.
With every exit comes pain and eventually bliss. May sound naive and ‘self assuaring’ maybe it is truth is ,pain is not perpetual neither is feeling lost. People leave and in the same breath come.
Learning to accept that could deem to be a  daunting task but also very comforting. Who knows the next encounter might be the one generations to come make reference to when talking about ‘great encounters’.

Don’t be an island. Live don’t just exist!!