My family and friends call me "viji", I am originally från Kenya but living abroad. The purpose of this article is to uppdate my family and friends back in Kenya about my life abroad.
At the same time to inspire, you out there. That feel that life is really unfair to you.
I call my family through Skype as often as I can but that is not enough as there's always so much to talk about.
At the moment I am having a "desperate ex" obstacle in my relationship an obstacle that has actually forced me to finally understand why my life is as it is today.
I closed this "desperate ex" chapter last year, 2008 and I never ever thought it will pop up ever again.
I have a very loving family back in Kenya that always want to know that I am allright. They are so caring and sometimes they can be too much and that is part of the reason, why I ran away to hide abroad.
Three years after running away, I realized, that the too much caring and curiousity about my life meant no hurm but was out of TRUE LOVE. I regreted so deeply why I had left this true love and care to end up in a country with low profile atmosphere.
I wanted so much to go back home and pretend that I never ever moved from Kenya.
Kenya, is and will always be my number one country.

I packed my briefcase one day and said to myself, "to hell with all the material shit I own today-They never give me the love and caring". I went online booked a one way ticket to Kenya.
Four days before depature, I remembered that there was something that I needed to stop into the briefcase. I dragged it out of the closet to the living room. I did not even open it.
Tears just started running from my eyes as though it was from the falls of Viktoria. "No, you can not leave the country, you have someone who dependes on your love and caring" These words kept repeating in my head every second. I cried more deaply and heavyly. I cried and cried to an extend, I new that if I stoped crying my heart would just stop beating.
"You can not leave the country without her. Do you remember how it felt being here without those who truely loved you and cared for you?" I kept hearing more of these and even louder. It was as though, that person saying these words was right in front of me, but invisible.
I took my mobile, with tears runnng down on it and dialed my ex husband's number. I cried out even louder. "May I talk to my daughter?" I asked sobbing
The rest I don't remember-I must have gotten a blackout.


By the way, today the 6th May 2009 I was at the police station. Finnally, she did what I asked her to do.
Before the questioning begun. The police woman reminded me that I have the right to wait until I have my attorney. Funny, it wasn't long ago when my big sis and I were joking on face-book about the right for an attorney, like they normally say it in the movies and I wished that someone, could say these words to me in a different language other than english.


I chose to have an attorney. I promised to get back to her with the names of attorney of my choice before 11.00 12.00 today

I am glad you showed interest in my story. It is a very long story that I will be updating as days go by.

The continuation follows on the article: Make an order and the universe will deliver to you.

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