BlogStory of the Week
“My son, the mortuary was the last place I thought of looking for you…but something kept convincing me not to consider that idea as it could hind bad luck” said a teary Teresa. Initially when we found David Kimutai on the streets at their famous base, he looked distressed; like one who had been entrapped as a hostage and needed immediate rescue. As we related with him, he quickly pegged blame on a friend who incited him that they could test the allure of the city under the sun and simply go back home. This was never to be; his friend disappeared into the bustle and hustle of the city life. He really missed home, having tasted the harsh life on the streets and rescuing him was the only solace from this mess he found himself in.
David’s mother shared the anguish she had to bear with all this time her son was absent from home. She is a single mother of five children; David being the second born. God makes things beautiful in His time…and with David having being reunited with his family was a great joy and relieve of a heave of burden she was carrying! We visited him early this month and his mother assured of taking him back to school once they reopen, thanking the team for bringing her lost son back home safely.
Finally my son returns home…..“The food in my mouth was like water, I could not sleep because of the many thoughts of my missing son,” Lillian-Douglas’ mother said. She failed to understand what was pushing her son to the streets and had gone to look for him on all possible places she could think of. Douglas Baraza left home for the streets due to peer influence after seating for his third term exams in class four. After the long journey of about six hours Douglas was worn out but soon, we were at their home amidst joy and jubilation as his mother dashed from the house to embrace her son. She narrated of her ordeal three years ago when her husband passed on and therefore did not wish to lose another loved one. She fervently prayed after her son left- the fourth born in a family of five other siblings, but could now rest after his safe return.
This time round the streets had hit him hard as he recounted of the times he had to go without food yet back home their mother worked hard to provide for them. He therefore prefers to proceed with his learning lest his younger brother overtakes him in school.
His mother works hard to make ends meet for the big family. The only profitable thing that Douglas can do is to study hard in school and hope for a brighter future. He dreams to become a manager, may this dream come to pass!
A mother’s heart never changes in the overflowing love for her son. Can we make more mothers happy….?
