I was born in the early 1940s in the western part of Kenya, in an average family during a time when our region was not yet developed. Life was very difficult, and because of the challenges around us, I never had the opportunity to attend school or receive an education.

When I was still very young, I lost both of my parents. Their death left a huge gap in my life, and from that moment, survival became my daily struggle. Life was hard, painful, and full of uncertainty. I had no choice but to accept the situation and find ways to survive.

I started doing small farming activities, but deep inside I knew I needed something more to sustain myself. I decided to leave home and search for casual employment. After many struggles, I managed to get work on someone’s farm as a houseboy. The work was not easy, but I endured because it was the only way I could earn a living.

From 1990 until 2018, I worked tirelessly with the little strength I had. Years passed as I struggled day and night just to survive. Eventually, age caught up with me, and my energy started deteriorating. That is when I decided to return and settle back on my ancestral land.

Because of financial hardships, I never managed to marry or build my own family. Sometimes life does not go the way we expect, but I have learned to accept what God gives us.

Today, all my brothers have passed away, and I remained the last born and the only one left. Although I can no longer work for a living, I thank God because my brothers’ sons are taking care of me. Their support has taught me something very important in life — even when you have nothing, there are still people who can stand with you, support you, and show you love.

Through all the suffering, hardship, loneliness, and struggles, I have learned that patience, humility, endurance, and faith in God are what keep a person moving forward.

With love and gratitude,
Your future self,
Ben Munyapali Musee