One year down the line still feels like today. It sticks in my mind like a stubborn bubble gum stain. The day my lovely dear sister brought you to meet us; to formally introduce her better half. My family was excited! We had never met you except in photos. But this moment that we shared was special. We chatted on all topics that flowed freely within us. A visitor would have thought we had long been buddies. We ate that supper together, with the feeling of no doubt: You are the one. Our parting as you went to JKUAT to spend with your friends was half heartedly as we would have loved the night to halt. I had found a brother in you. (You knew I had none). My children had found an uncle; a charming one. A bond had suddenly sprouted like a mushroom. Your promise for a gift for good performance enchanted them. They worked hard, with your promise steering them, cheering them on. In that end of year exam, two were position one, and the other position three! Yes, they couldn't wait. Waiting was more tedious than passing those exams. But you were in honeymoon, they had to wait... When you resumed you arranged their visit at your home on 13th to 14th February 2016. You went sooner, on 9th. Young they might be, but they felt it as they narrated to each other about uncle Machani (as it fascinated them sounding like tealeaves in Kikuyu). With the innocence of a child, they talked of your going to heaven to be with God and many angels. I believe that is where you are. A place of no sorrow. I am the only one in my family who saw you many times. The late evening visits I made directly from work. One of them the day you moved in in FOCUS where I arrived with a surprise of nyama fry and ugali, as I knew both of you were too tired to cook. We cherished every moment with laughter and joy. I still see and feel it like the present. True friendship reigns forever, it does not die.

Fare thee well Bro,may God comfort your family this trying times...