I left Kenya as a young wife full of hope. My husband and I agreed I would work abroad so we could build a good home and secure our future.
For ten years, I worked long hours, saved every coin, and sent money back faithfully.
Every call home ended with promises of love, patience, and plans for the house we would enjoy together when I returned.
Life abroad was not easy. I missed birthdays, funerals, and family gatherings. Some nights I cried alone, but I kept going because I believed in my marriage. I trusted my husband completely. When he told me the house was almost done, I felt proud. I imagined walking into our compound, hugging him, and finally resting after years of sacrifice.…CONTINUE READING