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  • Introduction

    In February 2012, I was diagnosed with two cancers of the blood: Stage 4 Lymphoma and Stage 3 Multiple Myeloma. This blog is an attempt to share my journey, learnings and insights with you through this process.

    This has been a long and arduous year. God willing, I should be back – better than ever – in the next few months. My goal has been to embrace my vulnerability and to share my story with you with authenticity – the good, the fears and uncertainties, the blessings.

    Like the Mighty Oak Tree whose leaves and branches are constantly tested by the wind, these cancers have tested my strength beyond measure. With your continued prayers and support, and with God’s Grace, I know I will endure this journey and come out of this successfully with humility and in gratitude.

    - Munira

10 Reasons Why We Love Our Mom

#10: She connects with people One attribute that I have always admired about my Mom is her ability to connect with people. Whether it is a safari driver in Tanzania, a crepe storeowner in Thornhill or a fellow patient at Princess Margaret Hospital, my Mom has this remarkable ability to very quickly and genuinely connect with others.  … Continue reading

Sabrina and Afzal at their newest Kidogo location in Kangemi.


  For almost a year we listened to their goals and dreams.  As their plans evolved, we heard them become more and more confident about the direction they wanted to take.  They wanted to deliver holistic early childhood care & education to families living in informal settlements where there is rampant poverty and limited infrastructure.  … Continue reading

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  All night long it levitated around my face making that annoying “buzzing” sound, threatening to suck my blood.  It deprived me of sleep and made me curious how this tiny little nothing can create so much havoc. I also wondered if they only feed at night, which is when I tend to hear them.  I … Continue reading

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We were driving on a busy road in Nairobi when I saw a policewoman stop a car. Next thing I know, she got into the car with the driver and they drove off.  Puzzled, I asked what the policewoman was doing

My home in Moshi

Going Home

Game changer. Builder. Great sense of humour. Kind. Jolly. Resourceful. Creative. Hard worker. Smart. People person. Go to Guy. A pillar. Those are the words people used to describe my dad. The last time I saw my dad was when I was 20. He was 50. Two years later, he passed away and I went to … Continue reading

New Year's Eve party at Makupa Jamatkhana, Mombasa, Kenya

Furaha ya mwaka mpya! Happy New Year!

January 1, 2015 – Mombasa, Kenya.   In the last two weeks, I have heard the sweetest words in Swahili: ASANTE, KARIBU and HAKUNA MATATA. ASANTE means thank you. It also symbolizes recognition for what you have done and the gratitude that goes with it. The response to Asante is KARIBU which means welcome. It … Continue reading

Karibu Kenya!

Karibu Kenya!

It was a long flight. We started in Toronto, stopped in New York for a few hours, then to Belgium and Rwanda for a short stopover before landing in Nairobi. I sat in wonder and anticipation throughout the entire trip. Wonder at the miracle of flight that would bring us from Toronto all the way … Continue reading

New York Trip

You are the love of my life

I’m not sure when it started. It must have been about a year ago. I woke up one morning, looked at Nagib and proclaimed, “You are the star in my sky”. He smiled. So, the next day, I tell him, “You are the sunshine of my life”. I got another positive reaction. Bolstered with new … Continue reading

Happy Halloween!

October 31, 2014.  It was an agonizing decision this morning.  Should I or shouldn’t I?  It was Halloween after all and my workplace encouraged everyone to dress up.  So I stood up tall, took a deep breath and reached into the recesses of my closet.  And there it was.  A couple of my wigs in … Continue reading

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Managing Energy

Over the past few months, I have been working very hard. It started innocently enough. I was working 3 days a week and was managing work and life in nice balance. Over time, as my projects increased, I found I was dedicating more and more time at work. 3 days became 4 days, and then…


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