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Today is our darling Papa Keza's birthday @BusingyeJohns (Keza, is the adorable little girl on his lap
)
Some might know him from different spheres but growing up calling this man, "dad" is quite something.
@Natsjustnats thanks for sharing this photo.
Today is our darling Papa Keza's birthday @BusingyeJohns (Keza, is the adorable little girl on his lap
) Some might know him from different spheres but growing up calling this man, "dad" is quite something.
@Natsjustnats thanks for sharing this photo.
I'll be sharing my fondest memory with Papa K but inviting my siblings who are on twitter ( @Natsjustnats & @nunukamikazi ) & anyone who'd like to share a warm memory from encounters you've had with him to please share aswell.
In August 2015, i was diagnosed with Meningitis, at first we didn't know what it was so we thought it was nothing to panic about & saw no need to fly to Kigali from Nairobi, i kept deteriorating with no clear diagnosis up to that point, so i came home.
Very frail, gradually getting cross-eyed, light was the enemy, neck was stiff & i could barely talk, at some point i was admitted to hospital for 2 weeks, a diagnosis finally made (it was a close call). One of those nights, alone in the room, he came from office to hospital.
Sasa, you must understand that Papa K is the kind of dad who-for as long as we can remember- would wake up in the middle of the night if any of us was sick just to come touch our forehead to know that there's no fever or wake up mu gicuku to remind you to take your meds.
Anyway, back to that one precious night, with the lights dimmed & me trying to sleep in the midst of pain, he comes in, visibly stressed & exhausted. In the silence, he begins to say, "Kiki, i'm really sorry i didn't think it was so serious..." (or smthg along these lines)
I couldn't speak much because of how weak i was but i smiled in effort to make him know that it was okay. Then he looked at me & shared a story of how he got terribly ill in University only to find out later that it was i think chicken pox. 
There were no evident symptoms & that had caused confusion around what he was actually suffering from so Papa K being the ever-so-humorous human being that he is, cracked a few jokes here & there while telling me this story, it was a bittersweet moment.
I was still & quiet but smiling, he looked at me, this time, with inexplicable worry in his eyes (which were red & confirmed to me that he hadn't been sleeping due to
his concern for me), he said, "Kiki, i need you to fight, i need you to really fight this thing".
his concern for me), he said, "Kiki, i need you to fight, i need you to really fight this thing".
It crashed me to see him so worried, it then hit me that he'd come all the way just to sit by my bedside, make me laugh a little & tell me to fight for my life, i decided to fight but esp. not to see him this down.
If this isn't love, i would like to know what is.
If this isn't love, i would like to know what is.
Papa K, you are loved beyond words, thank you for the undying love you have for us & for loving us the best way you know how.
May you have joy-filled BIRTHDAY @BusingyeJohns
umu jeune wacu!!
May you have joy-filled BIRTHDAY @BusingyeJohns
umu jeune wacu!!
