12/06/2026
Story Time.
This picture was taken during one of the darkest seasons of my life.
I took it outside a hospital in Mchoka Bure village, back home in Kenya. At the time, life had shown me dust from every direction imaginable.
I had lost a lot of money in business,both in agriculture and other ventures I was running. Every time I tried to stand up, another blow came.
Then came the floods in our South Sudan farm.
Over 20 acres of bulb onions were ready for harvest in just three days. Three days. After months of work, investment, hope, and sleepless nights, the floods swept everything away.
As if that wasn't enough, my car was stolen during the same period.
At the same time, I was trying to improve my sheep breed. I had an ex-South African Dorper ram and crossed it with my local sheep. I was excited about the future. But when lambing season came, tragedy struck. The lambs were too big, and many of the local ewes struggled to deliver. About 90% of them died from complications and excessive bleeding.
The losses kept piling up.
Some of the things that happened during that season are still too painful to write about.
Everything seemed to be collapsing at once.
There were days I genuinely thought I was losing my mind.
That's how I ended up spending time at that hospital compound. I would walk there and sit quietly for hours. In my mind, if I finally went mad, at least I would already be at the hospital and someone would know what to do.
That's how low life had brought me.
But here is the thing about storms: they convince you they will last forever, yet they never do.
Today, I am sitting comfortably in The Gambia, eating domoda and reflecting on that chapter of my life.
The pain did not defeat me.
The losses did not finish me.
The disappointments did not bury me.
That season taught me something priceless: when life gives you another opportunity, grab it with both hands. Work hard. Learn. Adapt. Keep moving. Because you never know which opportunity is the one that changes everything.
If you are going through a difficult season right now, please do not give up.
Your current chapter is not your final chapter.
The tears will not last forever.
The losses will not define you.
One day, you will sit somewhere, look back at the photos from your hardest days, and realize they were not evidence that your life was ending,they were evidence that your comeback story was beginning.
Keep going.
Your story is not over yet.
Waiter add Two more on my table, it's Friday.
~Village-based investor (VBI)