Last week, I was in a matatu, seated next to an old man. I was heading to town. When I was about to alight, I asked him for some space so I could leave. Then he replied by, "Are you Orwa's son?" I was shocked! How? 11 years after his death, he might have met my dad's family not so many times, because I never recognized him quite well... Yet he could see through all the change I had gone through (thanks puberty 😄) and still recognize me? And this is not the first time this has happenned. Dad, how could you make so many friends, who are able to care to remember your kids, after so many years? You were gifted dad. I miss you so much 😭 #11yearson #dad













