You hugged me so tight that day, when I was about to leave for the airport.
I had been having a hard time and you knew it.
I came home to get better and it worked, in a way.
That was when I remembered how much I’ve missed ur hugs.
I used to see you walking around the streets of Nairobi, when I knew you were at home, hard at work.
I have always been able to talk to you about anything, and not many people can say that about their dad.
You have given me the knowledge and wisdom that I am still using to fight my way through this world.
I know what a man should be because of you.
What a father looks like,
I know what success looks like because of you.
I want to thank you for giving me space when I needed it.
Letting me process and make these decisions on my own, being patient with me through all my struggles and achievements.
You’ve pushed me to become this person I am today. Held my hand when it needed holding. Given me speeches upon speeches on how the world works, the school of life and people management, imagine, I am still learning from things you told me 10 years ago, today.
You’ve kept supporting and loving me through the hardest parts of my life.
You tell me I am beautiful and intelligent, and capable.
You taught me about God.
I get my quietness from you. Observation skills too.
My cunning, my compassion.
I am forever greatful that I got to be your daughter, that I got a mentor, father and friend all in one. That I get to follow in your footsteps.
You have given me a foothold, and now, I will climb.
Dad, thank you.