To date I fail to accept that a sane man can wake up one day and decide to slaughter innocent students in their search for a better future not just for themselves but also for their immediate and distant families.
To date I can’t accept that a religious man as they call themselves can quash 147 dreams, 147 ambitions, the hopes of 147 students and the future of 147 of our very own children.
To date it pains me so much to go through the pictures of the 147 lost souls gone too soon.
You know, it could have been any of us. Either me or you… We lost generations to the muzzle of gun.
We lost too much to the Garissa senseless killings. I just can’t get over the fact that they are gone never to return. I won’t accept that their time here is done never to be undone. I won’t accept that their dreams are crushed never to be revived.
Their untimely death reminds me that we are all on a journey. Our time on earth is too little to waste it on non – issues. While still here, we can’t afford to be angry too much or hide our smiles from the sun. It is a matter of do or die, live or let go.
Our legacy is really the lives we touch, the inspiration we give, altering someone’s plan – if even for a moment – and getting them to think, cry, laugh, argue. More than anything, we are remembered for our smiles; the ones we share with our closest and dearest and the ones we bestow on a total stranger, who needed it RIGHT THEN, and God put you there to deliver.
For me, the Garissa Attack victims will never be forgotten. I will never stop remembering them in my own way. To them I say:
“What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more word, one more touch, we may not understand why you left this earth so soon, or why you left before we were ready to say good-bye, but little by little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forge”.
We won’t say goodbye for you will always be in our thoughts and our lives.