Layla has asked me to speak at the dinner celebrating their official status as an NGO raising money for the Daisy Centre in Kakamega. I am terrified. I am not sure I am still capable of speaking in public. This life of the hermit really does cause the voice box to rust from disuse. Living with dogs has changed my communication style. I have a smaller vocabulary, use shorter sentences, and bark out orders or communicate non-verbally rather than holding intelligent conversations. The very thought of agreeing to speak freezes my vocal cords.I wish I could just show the faces of the children and field questions, tell the story of why I chose Daisy for Layla's group.
I could use their photos as they use their crutches.
Most of the photos remind me of the happiness I saw at Daisy.
Moses reminds of how caring the staff is, and of how important every donation is.
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