This past weekend has brought with it a trial none of us in Nairobi expected. I watched with horror as unknown attackers walked into a mall full of innocent lives: mothers, children, fathers, friends, sisters and brothers. These attackers have terrorized many, killed many and wounded others who were just going about their lives. There are no words to express the anger towards these attackers. No words.
In this tragedy, I have seen how strong my countrymen and women are. I’m inspired and blessed to be part of this country, because of how willing to give and to help my countrymen and women are. From the men and women who helped those caught up in the mall, taking them to safety or rushing them to the hospital, offering whatever help was needed. For those of us who couldn’t help at the Westgate mall, we showed up at the blood drive in town yesterday and through the generous donations, be they cash, food, toiletries, whatever possible. We have rallied and remained strong. Even while we mourn so many.
We are supporting each other, and praying for each other through this difficult time. I pray for those still held hostage within that building. I wish to give them my strength, and undying hope. We are one, we are Kenyan.