Habari za asubuhi, Rehema

Good Morning, Rehema

And, mornings here at Rehema start early and are very busy. We got to the home at 8am to continue projects and beat the afternoon heat. It has been in the high 80’s every day – a very different temperature from back in Rochester. The home was in full gear with only one lone child in the yard. The home was buzzing with Aunties and staff preparing for a day of caring for 50+ children. Breakfast was over and lunch was being prepared. Charcoal started to cook the stew of beans and kale, laundry and more laundry being washed and hung to dry and Aunties begining meal prep for the rush of children for the next meal.

So where was everyone? The 7 new babies under 2 months – yes, 7 new ones have been taken in recently – were inside on the second nap of the day. Everyone else was in school. The grammar school kids are driven to school in the home van, the middle school kids walk and those in high school grab a matatu.

The kindergarteners get dressed every morning for a morning class on the property. Even going to school in your backyard requires the children to get properly dressed in uniforms to teach them the routine when they have to dress themselves next year.

We got back to our projects of painting, and replacing the roof over the laundry room that would fill with water when the rains came.

Rehema US Board meets Rehema Kenya Board

I told you we were here for many different reasons. You may call today an historical day. It was the first time that the board of directors of the two countries met. We sat down for a meal and fellowship, got to know each other and discussed our shared passion for the children of Rehema. We had the meeting at the PEFU Runda with the pastor and Bishop of the church. So much commonality even living on two different continents and 10,000 miles apart. It was also a special moment for me to be in the church where George and Paul’s funeral was held and speak to the Bishop who gave the sermon.

Another Birthday

I had the pleasure of celebrating this wonderful young mans birthday. Joseph turned 24 and we went out in style. Wesley, Joseph and I went to 270 Rooftop for dinner overlooking the city of Nairobi. We talked of life, love, politics, differences in cultures, their goals and dreams. Joseph and Wesley grew up in Rehema and now help out at the home. Joseph is the driver for the home transporting kids to schools and doctors and all the many errands that need to be done. Wesley is a burgeoning financial professional making sure the home has what it needs to keep home operating.

Go Bills

No conversation is complete without talking about sports. Both are Manchester United fans and Wesley is a KC Chiefs fan — which I totally forgive him for. Go Bills!

Asante Sana for your Donations

I first want to thank all of you for the donations of much needed items from the Rehema wish list. I was able to bring over items like underwear, shoes, baby toys, clothes, money, gifts, toys and a lot of well wishes and prayers.

One of the first tasks we have is to organize all of the donations for both homes: Nairobi and Bukura – from the 14 50lb bags we transported over. How much did that cost? On Kenya Air you get two 50 lb bags for free. Shoes are the most requested items as all you parents can imagine how hard it is to keep growing children in a pair that fits.

The other people who I am here with are two other board members – one with his daughter and niece, our Executive Director of Rehema Home, USA and her friend.

All of us are here for various reasons with one of them being to work to replace a roof and to paint needed areas of the home. Below are Hope and Aria painting the edge of the home and Melisa starting on removing the nails for the laundry tin roof. Oh and of course I helped but took a little time to blow some bubbles

The kids are all in school during the day and return at various times throughout the day. The grammar school kids are picked up at 1230pm and I decided to go with Joseph for the ride. It was amusing to keep counting heads as they got in the van to make sure we had them all. I was told a few times this school year there was someone left behind — therefore, we did multiple counts!

And a very special moment happened today. One of our projects is to clean and paint the lockers that are outside for the older kids use when in high school. I was cleaning out one and guess whose it was? For those of you that know of my relationship with George who since has passed it was a little reminder you are never gone as long as you are remembered.

Karibu Rehema Home, Kenya

I am once again back in one of my more favorite places with my most favorite people. I have been coming here since 2020 and each trip brings me closer to the children of Rehema Home and the mission to help them grow and thrive in this world.

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The trip here is always a bit of an adventure transporting 100’s pounds of donations of clothes, shoes and much needed items. It is a 5am flight to JFK from Roc and then a 14 hour flight to Nairobi. This year I am here with a new group of people made up of fellow members of the Board of Rehema Home, USA and friends and family. Some who have been here before and others this is their first time.

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We spent the first day settling into Freda’s (a nearby home), sorting donations and a short visit to Rehema to say hello to the children. Today we will be starting the project of replacing a roof over the laundry area and will of corse be documenting the process. My first three trips I tiled floors, so why not try replacing a roof!! It is an absolutely beautiful morning here and heading down to breakfast to start this day. Can’t wait to see how it unfolds.

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Dearest George – This is Not Goodbye

Hey there, George

This week, I am supposed to say good bye to you. Nope, not sure I can. I watched the memorial service for you and Paul on Monday and I hope you felt the love from the Rehema family, friends and community as I did.  Did you see Wesley and Joseph in their new suits we planned together? Yup, they wanted to look especially good for you both and of course in your favorite color.  I got Jacinta to Nairobi to represent Bukura and the children who loved you as their Uncle George.

You would be so proud of these two. They have been checking in with me every day and yes, we have kept our group weekly Friday FaceTime calls.

It got me thinking that over the last plus years I don’t think I told you what you really meant to me. I know – right? You hated when I would tell you this “mushy stuff” over the phone or in person so decided to write you a letter. Ok, here it goes —- ready?  Got Teddy? LOL

In April of 2022, we shared our first adventure together to Bukura and your first plane ride. I remember the moment you met Mr. Tom and I at Freda’s that morning. I knew you were nervous and you never showed it. Did I ever share with you this video as we took off?

I will never forget when you turned to me and said you understood why we all look up to the skies when thinking of heaven.

You were in Bukura for only 4 days and our connection was immediate – or so I thought or hoped. When you left to go back to Nairobi I told you I wanted to be there for you to accomplish all the plans and dreams you shared. I wondered if you believed me? I imagined you had many promises in your life — was I just one more? I asked you to txt me when you got safely home not knowing if you would. You did, I txted back, and we did not stop txting everyday until our last one on that Friday.

Our conversations continued about life, love, and dreams. One of them being to get you a passport and a VISA to get you here. We tried twice and shared such a disappointment each time when denied. It was only last week we tried the educational route asking a local college to start an international program with you. Don’t worry, I will keep trying for one of your brothers or sisters.

We would travel together to Bukura each time I went. We had the best times there, didn’t we? Painting, tiling, and helping Mr. Tom find that tile cutter. I won’t EVEN bring up your painting skills — getting more paint on you then on the nursery wall. As usual you were capturing each child’s story through your love of the lens of a camera. Your pictures above helped get sponsors and bring awareness to the needs of the home. You set up campfires and movie nights – even an outdoor theater.

I loved the dinner time stories you and Wesley would tell of the antics of your childhood.  Always thinking Auntie and Uncle did not know about any it – and of course they did. Oh, and as we planned Joseph will be coming with Wesley and I next time. I will let you know how he does on his first plane ride and painting!!!!!

Remember the making of this one? Still laugh when I see it and, I don’t think the final version came out to bad?

So funny!!

And can we talk about Christmas?  You were always over the top for that time of year making sure we watched the sun rise together at Nairobi time and then again on my time. You had to be the first person to wish me a Merry Christmas.

One of my most favorite Christmas memories will be when you, me and Wesley decided to bring Christmas to the children of Bukura.  The balloon decorations on the tree was just perfect and the smiles on your brother and sister’s faces were priceless. 

I am not even going to write about football — yes, George, Football is Life. LOL. We would talk every week about the standings and who was playing who. I would listen and pretend to know what was going on always rooting for the Rehema Team!! Even when you would prop your phone up on your couch so I could watch you and Paul play FIFA on Playstation, I would just yell a lot of Yea’s and OH NO, and Kick just to be part of it. I am sure you knew that.

Last month we were just together and it was so wonderful. Spending time with your brothers and sisters in Nairobi, the trip to see Choka, our safari with the Reagans, and time in Bukura was amazing. How I loved going out with you, Wesley and Joseph to talk about plans for your futures and what each of you wanted to do with your life.  And, yes, it was your fault we left the take aways at the restaurant, LOL.  I was so proud to see your apartment and spending time together in your home playing Mortal Combat.  The boda boda ride home in the rain will always be my favorite.

I asked Wesley and Joseph to save Teddy for me. It gave you such comfort on the nights you could not sleep and always part of our conversations. Alex is bringing it with him when he comes back to the states.

Well, I am not going to say good bye or rest in peace…….not even sure what to say. However, since this is a letter between you and me I can be as mushy as I want. You are brilliant, compassionate and a kind soul. You changed the world through your love and passion for others – and mine. Thank you and I love you.

Karura Forest

On Sunday, I went with the Reagan family on a hike in the Karura Forest. It is a forest within the city limits of Nairobi. There have been some tremendous rains causing flooding throughout the area. Schools remain closed and roads washed away. You could see the impact of the storms through out the forest by the overflowing of the creeks and blowdown of trees.

Kwaheri Bukura

The last day at Bukura is always the hardest. Flight was not until 7pm so had the day to spend time on last minute projects and giving the kids as much joy as possible. One of these moments for them was trying on their new school shoes. Remember, we bought them with drawings of their feet on pieces of paper? I have to say we had success.

And notice who is in the background by the watercolor watching the process.

What better way to spend the last time together but with a water balloon toss:




I also spent some serious time walking the grounds with Mama Jacinta to understand the projects that need to get done. They range from adding a protective fence to the front of the property, tiling and putting on a new roof on the kitchen, cleaning out the pit latrine, fixing the safety lighting in the children’s dormitory, building a car shed, painting the rooms, adding clothes lines under the shed so clothes can dry during the rainy season and general maintenance to make it a safer environment to be a kid. So much to do to help make their lives better.

Goodbyes were said, last hugs given and headed back to the Kisumu for our 7pm flight to Nairobi. Little did I know I had some loving children waiting for me to return at Rehema Nairobi and would see them on Sunday afternoon.

Kwaheri, Bukura. Will be working hard for you all year to spread the word of your needs, raise awareness and funds and be thinking and praying for you every day. See you next year if not sooner.

A View of Rehema Through Their Eyes

Every year my phone disappears and what I get back are pictures seen through the eyes of the children. Enjoy.

I decided to start calling Lady the Dog since she continues to have to be everywhere the kids are. I leave to go back to Nairobi tomorrow. The time has gone way to fast and to be honest, not ready to leave Bukura. This is such a special place where my soul gets renewed and my heart fills to the brim. I am already making plans for my next visit. Anyone want to come?

A Day at the Office and Update on Lady

Today was an easy day at the home and not much to report. Wesley and George took the kids swimming at a local hotel giving Mama, Jennifer and I some quiet time to discuss the current and future needs of the home.

Wesley set up a Bukura spread sheet to help manage the income and expenses of the home and better prioritize where our fundraising efforts need to concentrate on. We have a lot of work to do and you will see me even more active than I have been in the past. It has been a great time spending so much time with those that run the home to truly understand their challenges and struggles. The Aunties and I had lunch and I was able to bring out all the jewelry I brought for them to pick through. It was so much fun to bring joy to each of these amazing women with such a little item. They are the heroes of Rehema. They take care of these children without regular pay and out of the goodness of their hearts.

We also spent time going through all the donations especially the shoes. We wanted each child to get a new pair of shoes and socks something they do not get. We presented the children with their gifts from their sponsors and enjoyed seeing them receive items they don’t ever receive.

Yes, another torrential downpour and an outage of electricity. This time some card games and play time with the new toys until the lights came back on and could once again provide the excitement of movie night.

Update on Lady the Cat. She had to be where the kids are and in the middle of it all.