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13th November, 2012 was the day of Jaden's burial. I don't know your experience but it felt like a dream, like am there but not there. Going through the motions of the day, wondering if it's true.


The bereaved is in a state but amazingly I remember a small section of the sermon by Pastor David Obuki  'that there are treasures in the darkness'.Isaiah 45:3 I will give you the treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the LORD, the God of Israel, who summons you by name.) Maybe that stuck because I wondered how can that be when am in a dark pit. I was touched by the Kileleshwa Covenant Community Church(K3C) community who hardly knew us but accepted to conduct Jaden's funeral with much grace.I also remember the kindness, warmth, love and support from family and friends. I remember the visits, the texts, the songs sent and gestures that reminded us that we were loved. I am thankful that we didn't have to stress about how to small things our family and friends ensured we were comfortable.


After the burial at Lang'ata, we went home with a few family and friends and despite being in a withdrawn state they chose to stay. They gave us time to sleep and rest but  let us know they were there and am  so thankful.


What am saying is the power of presence got us through those three horrible and shocking days. Knowing we were not alone brought much comfort to us and am sure to many who are grieving or have been there. 


We didn't have to worry about what visitors would eat or who would entertain them when we didn't have the energy to. Our family and friends gave themselves permission to handle such matters with respect and that warmed our hearts.


Friends, don't tire doing good, we do remember. 

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