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the return to Africa

 Five years ago my entire perspective on life was turned on its head.  It was in the lowliest place on earth that I discovered the truest of riches and the one real hope for humanity.  I always tell people that Africa both saved and ruined my life and that I couldn’t have been more thankful for it.  Since my first day in the slums of Nairobi, Kenya I became caught between these two worlds.  On one side was my normal American life, but in the back of my mind every day since, the kids and the people I had the privilege of meeting were there to haunt, challenge and inspire me.  At first, there was a sense of grave responsibility to get their story out because of what I had seen and experienced.  But the same demons that stalk the atrocities in Africa are the same of those in America; they just take on a different form – isolation, self absorption and materialism.  Which is the greater of the two evils, it’s really hard to say.  Continue reading “the return to Africa” »