Dear Karibu.

“We are stitched together, and what love has tethered, I can never undo” Dear Karibu Centre family, When you call me crying, you make me cry.  When you call and need answers, and neither you nor I have them, I hate telling you so. When you call and say...

Unpredictable

This morning I was greeted by our resident assistant, Naomi, and one of the centre girls at 7:30am on my front porch.  They reminded me that today was a graduation ceremony at the vocational training program a few of our girls attend.  All the girls had been up since...