Female Track Athlete of the Year nominee ✨
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Female Track Athlete of the Year nominee ✨
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Male Track Athlete of the Year nominee ✨
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After challenging myself earlier this year in the middle distances, I wanted to test myself in the 3000m today.
Thanks a lot for the great pacing team today @hurtasage, @jessicaahull and for the wonderful atmosphere in the stadium 💗💗💗
See you in Tokyo ❤️🇯🇵
This is Patrick Kariuki.
He passed away quietly in late May, alone in his apartment in Azusa, Los Angeles County. His final days were marked by a silence that no human being should ever endure.
Patrick was once a proud father of three: Lawrence, Laura, and Lauren. Their mother-his wife-passed away in 2017. Since then, life became unbearably quiet.
Patrick took his own life, leaving behind a note and a phone with just one name in it-his son Lawrence.
Life had pushed him to the edge. He was living with a grade 4 brain tumor, at time experiencing memory loss, confusion, and pain. It was the kind of suffering you cannot always explain with words. His heart had been wounded many times-by grief, by separation, by distance, by time. He had known love and he had known loss.
After his wife’s passing, he tried to rebuild. He found love again with a Filipino partner, and they had a daughter. But that too was taken from him-mother and child moved away, to the Philippines, and he never saw the little one again. That toddler had become his new light, and when she left, something inside him broke even more.
His relationship with his older children had grown strained over time. Life happens. Distance happens. Wounds do not always get a chance to heal. His daughters had chosen to walk their own path, and even Lawrence-his only son-had grown distant. But Lawrence never fully let go. They would still speak, every so often.
When Patrick died, the county prepared to cremate him. No one had claimed the body.
But then, Lawrence showed up.
He lives in Las Vegas now, working, trying to figure life out like many 28-year-olds do. The last time he visited Kenya, he was just seven. That was the last time he saw his grandmother-Patrick’s mother.
And in an unbearably cruel twist of fate, today, Patrick’s mother-overwhelmed by grief, collapsed and passed away too. She had just escorted mourners who had come to support her for losing a son.
I came to know of this story after a post on Wanderlust called for any Kenyan in Los Angeles who could help. I reached out. I was connected to Wambui, who then shared Lawrence’s number. After several tries, I finally got through to him
Lawrence opened up to me about his father. He told me about the man who once served two tours of duty in the U.S. Marines. A man who wanted the very best for his children. Life after the military changed him-perhaps in ways not even he understood. But beneath all the layers of pain and distance, Lawrence still saw his dad as a good man. When sober, when smiling, he was the most loving father in the world.
He told me his dad would call and cry about missing his youngest daughter. That he left behind a note that simply said how much he loved Lawrence. And when Lawrence scrolled through Patrick’s phone, he found his own name as the only saved contact.
And that broke him.
Today, Lawrence is grieving not just a father and grandmother, but the complicated weight of everything that was, and everything that could have been. Yet in his voice, I also heard something else-hope. Because now, the Kenyan community has surrounded him. A WhatsApp group is up. Plans are underway. People are showing up. Not for a headline, not for attention-but because this is what community does. This is who we are.
Patrick’s relatives had hoped to come to America to send off their son. Now they must bury his mother instead. And his father-an old man now-must be comforted in Kenya with this double heartbreak.
Lawrence says he no longer feels alone. That for the first time in a while, he feels lifted. Last few weeks he has cried, but now he feels strong; the community is carrying him. And when all this is over, he hopes to travel to Kenya, not just to grieve, but to honor his father and now his grandmother in a way they deserve
I am hoping I can reach out to his sisters. Because grief does not have to divide. Maybe, just maybe, there is still a way to bring them together-one more time-for daddy.
I dared to try 💜
#Breaking4 was about showing the world that we have to push ourselves. This one was for all the young girls and women out there to show that you have to believe in yourself in everything you do.
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No words can ever describe this feeling. None.
This afternoon I passed my UK maritime coast guard Master Mariner unlimited examination. For my non- mariners, This is the highest level of competency in the merchant navy.
You're either making money and trying to better yourself to make more, or you're sitting back complaining about those who are doing more and earning more than you. Which life do you really wanna live? 💪💰
Choose growth, choose action, choose to be the one setting the pace, not the one watching from the sidelines.
Let's focus on our journey, our progress, and our potential. #Motivation #SelfImprovement #SuccessMindset
So, what have I done?
I've recalibrated my investment strategy with Kurv's shift to staggered weekly payments. My top picks remain in this order: KURV, NEOS, and REX SHARES. After 1 month in I decided to part ways with $XDTE, which I previously held just for the weekly payouts. With Kurv now offering weekly payments and my other funds distributing dividends at various times throughout the month, my income stream is now better balanced.
Remember, I’m using almost $200,000 in margin, so my focus has to be on choosing what’s most stable and ‘safe’ for me.
I've redistributed some funds into $QQQI, $TSLP, $TSPY, $NFLP, $AMZP, and $AIPI. These choices align more closely with my growth expectations.
I've also introduced two new ETFs to my portfolio: $SPYT and $IWMI. After consulting with several investors, I've gathered positive feedback on $SPYT, prompting me to give it a try. This adjustment has, in my view, enhanced the overall growth potential of my portfolio.
Also note that some of the funds now have a better tax efficiency since I’m already in a higher tax bracket 😊
While XDTE was a good payer, $AIPI not only offers a higher dividend but also taps into the AI sector, which I believe will be a significant growth area. This move feels like a strategic upgrade to my investment strategy.
My overall annual income has decreased by $7,000 ( $90,000 annual income) with these changes, but now, I don't need to average in more than I can pull out. This gives me more opportunities to build the basket I want and take a little off, while aiming for better long-term growth.
So, new dividend payouts will look like this for the month of February:
- 4th: $SPYT
- 6th: $TSPY / $TSLP
- 13th: $AMZP
- 27th: $AIPI, $FEPI, $NFLP
- 28th: $QQQI, $IWMI
I also love that payouts come on Tuesdays and Thursdays, giving me the opportunity to buy the next day!
Hello guys. The D day has finally arrived. Here is the audited Mchanga report.
Two months ago, Kenyans and people of goodwill contributed a total of Ksh 31,663,580 in an Mchanga account dubbed “care for the injured” which I had created. My initial target was 10 million and I was in awe of the generosity and Kindness from everyone.
I would like to begin this by showing my utmost gratitude to the Mchanga team. This would not have been possible without them. They had no obligation whatsoever to do what they did but they did it. I handled zero cash, all the money was with mchanga in their ecobank account which was used for all payments. I surrendered all the money to them. They have been extremely professional and did this with perfection. I know it was hard for them too and I cannot find words to thank them wallah. I’m in awe!!!!! Asanteni sana! It was a long journey!!!!
Every single cent was used for its intended purpose and for any extra expense I used my own money.
Special thanks to Dr Umar at KNH who worked tirelessly to help me out with the endless cases. Asante sana!!! And to Nickson from malipo centre. Wilma, thank you so much my dear. And to all social workers and volunteers led by @NasNandha and the team who helped me around and stood with our comrades!!
I will be lying if I said I managed this well. My emotions were all over. I would like to sincerely apologize to anyone I may have offended and hurt intentionally or unintentionally. I love you all so much wallah. I apologize for being on the edge and acting up sometimes.
When this began, I had a hard time and in the middle of all of it I wished I surrendered the money to a reputable organization and not think that I could handle it. I’m broken. I’m so broken. I experienced the trails of police brutality in hospitals, funerals and morgues. Each day was harder than the previous one. Somehow most people and things have moved on but I’ve never been normal and I don’t know how to be and I haven’t been back to work I had to stay at home again.
I will never forget, never forget how mercilessly they murdered our people who wanted better for this country. Handling this was a test for me, I would break down in public toilets and scream under my pillow later. But my God, I would do it again and again if it means taking care of our comrades.
Enough whining(I’m sorry I needed everyone to understand how heavy this was)
We had 208 beneficiaries. The total number of dead people whose cases I received is 62. The injured around the country whom we paid hospital bills for were 146. Please find all the information in the report below.
I want everyone to understand how important this was. So many people could’ve have been stranded wallah. The bills were a lot and the injuries were serious and deep. Special thanks to KNH for waiving the bills for our comrades!!! Thank you so much!!!
I believe I did everything to ensure that no one was stranded and left behind. Whether in hospital the morgue or with the burial expenses. No one.
Thank you so much for everything. May you never lack, may the universe be kind to you all always. I’m crying as I type all these. I’m oozing with gratitude. I’m in awe, thank you so much 🥹🥹🥹🥹 I love you all so much, from the deepest warmest parts of my heart.
I’ll be answering all the questions please feel free to ask.🤗🤗🤗🤗