You will be seated in the office on a cold afternoon. You will look outside and try to figure out why the weather looks like that in August. You will try to convince yourself that had the weather been warmer you would be in a better working mood. You will then remember that you would probably have been complaining that it is too hot to work. You will Smile at the fact that you are human and almost impossible to please.
You will reach out for your phone and log onto Instagram. You will marvel at just how much attention hungry people have become. You will shrug and keep getting entertained.
Then something will catch your eye. A friend will have uploaded a photo of a girl you went to high school with. The message that follows will make your blood freeze, your already cold hands will grow colder, you will stare at the screen for a while and nothing, nothing will make sense at that very moment.
You will access your former schoolmates account and the RIP messages will keep streaming in. You will get upset at those just writing RIP, wondering why they even bothered to write in the first place. I mean if they were going to write a message, they would have at least taken their time? It is the least they would have done yes?
You will wonder what happened to her. She was so young. Young people do not die. You will remember the last time you saw her in high school. You will remember how she smiled and how her voice sounded. You will remember the people she spent most of her time with and her close friends from back in the day, and your heart will break.
Your heart will break for the parents who have lost of their daughter at the prime of her life. Your heart will break for her siblings who now have to grow up and live with the death of their own. Your heart will break for her current desk mate, her boyfriend, her roommate, and the people to whom the death will hit the most.
You will acknowledge that you were never really close to her, but the news of her death will break your heart, and at that very moment and the moments to follow, you will question everything you thought you knew or believed in.
Later that night, you will be seated in your house, and you will reach out to all your friends that you had not been in touch with for a while. You will set a date for that coffee that you have been procrastinating with your high school roommate and actually mean it. You will appreciate that you cannot afford to be too busy chasing life to forget to enjoy the people and things that really matter.
That night, you will draft a text message to each of your parents and siblings, you will tell that that you love them and that they mean the world to you. You will want to leave nothing to chance or take nothing for granted.
That night you will go to bed with a heavy heart, you will say a prayer and ask for better days to come.
On the 10th of August, Dorothy Nyariki, AKA Monda or Dotty, received her angel wings. She had been involved in a road accident on the 2nd of August and was admitted at the ICU. Sadly, she succumbed to the injuries she had received.
As we come to terms with her sudden demise, a hospital bill accrued and the family, both blood and otherwise, seek your help in helping offset the bill. The number to send your contribution to is as indicated below.when you read this, share with a friend and help us give this beautiful soul the send off she deserves.#2MForDottyMondaBill
Monda, I hope you are smiling down at us. I hope you see how Sly and Leah keep rallying us together to pull this off. I hope you see the efforts of Musau and Aluoch in creating the awareness in our attempts to raise funds. i hope you see the many brainstormng conversations that people have had. I hope you see the beautiful messages people have sent and just how much impact and just how many lives you touched while you were still here.
Most importantly, I hope you keep smiling.
Rest in perfect peace Monda.