I Left My Boys Behind
I have been struggling when it comes down to writting this blog, I cannot find the words to share this story that has dug holes in my heart. However my unworthy words will have to make due because this story needs to be shared, needs to be talked about, and needs to be heard.
Children have always had a strong pull on me, so the idea of coming to Kenya and not falling madly in love with all the beautiful kids would have been highly unrealistic. In Mpeketoni, we had children who belonged to the women that cooked in our kitchen coming and going daily. I found myself surrounded by little...