My sista, my BFF, my mentor, my heng bud, my chauffeur, my conscience, my reasoning partner, my fashion guru, my Hollywood connection. My life is on a standstill. Whatever am gonna do without you, only God knows. I keep thinking I'll awake and it's like Friday never happened. I miss you.
In retrospect, our goodbye process started early on this year. I just didn’t realize it till now. Convincing me to move to be close to you and constantly telling me that I was Nate and Idah’s other mummy. You and I have been in each other’s business for so long, there are some people who believe we are twins. I remember looking up to you because you could do things that I would not dare try – I remember when cousin Mungai was teaching us to ride a bicycle and I got scratched by the chain and that was the end of that session for me. Not you, you fell, got up back on the bicycle and rode off. You would do somersaults effortlessly, do back flips and walk on your hands like you were on your feet. When we had to work in the shamba during school holidays, you would finish your allotted area way ahead of me and though you would complain, you would rescue me and finish my allotted area too. When we were much younger and I was the last born, I would pick on you and just be a nag and never once would you hit me back. You were so patient with me, always looking out for me. We went to Sunday School together, had our Confirmation classes together and you took me to Church when you decided we really needed to get know God. And lucky me I got to come to school in Nairobi earlier than everyone else because we had to be together. You took me to my first house party, to my first disco, brought me my first love note and you were the one who taught me the importance of family togetherness, looked out for me when some guy was trying to be funny and fiercely stood up for me when anyone hurt me. You and I have being thick as thieves, we would always do the simplest of things together and yet be able to let the other be when they needed space. You have held my hand through some really tough points of my life, calmed me down when I lost my temper over one thing or the other and gave me such practical, common sense solutions! When IdahReese choose to call me mom instead of auntie, you had no issues with that and after that allowed her to tag us as mummy 1 and mummy 2. You trusted me to love your babies as I trusted you with mine. Apparently now I am required to support Arsenal so that Kris and I can discuss football at a competitive level; Man U v Arsenal; how you guys teased each other!!! And we all know the way I ‘love’ football!! Lol!
When I started the CS Dept at work, you mentored me, became a fabulous resource, taught me the WOW factor and there were so many things we planned to do together with your promotion to Customer Service Manager. When I didn’t have a job and Kris was a baby, you took care of us, checking up on me incase I was in trouble and not letting you know. You remain an amazing, beautiful part of my life; I do not have the strength to say goodbye, I wanna say see you later.
I’ll miss you terribly and so much but since we are all one family, I trust our love will be forever binding. Although I’ll miss the moments you used to demonstrate dancing moves during the Christmas party ,or how you would show off some new clothes you got ,especially the purple sweater you promised to give me, I thank God for the time He granted us with though it was short-lived, I believe all the memories, secrets and advice shared will be kept to heart ,refreshed in the mind and forever written in our souls. 
