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My Hero

"Lala toto lala, lala toto lala,
Mama anakuja lala,
Akupe maziwa lala..."

One two three...the sixth time, the words can barely come out of my mouth. I feel the warmth of his breath over my shoulder, onto my neck. So cute, so innocent, so fragile.

As I lay him to rest, I thank the Almighty for the blessing of a child. So this is this is the famous 'sleep like a baby' goodnight messages that those cute girls, I used to admire then, used to send me but now in 3D or is it 7D! I smile to myself. I'm praying that he doesn't wake up at 3:45 in the morning and calls for help in a language only he understands. I wish he understood how much I hate those 'it's your turn' moments. Oh! Sorry! Almost forgot. Kiss to the forehead. Wish him goodnight.

As I lay down my head to rest, my thoughts are with the friends and families of the great men of this land, Kenya. Men of integrity, men of courage, men of sacrifice. As I lay here, enjoying the warmth of my bed, someone is out there ready to give up his or her life in order for me to enjoy an uninterrupted sleep. Out there in the cold, out there in a foreign land.

On behalf of my children, and their children's children, we salute you. To our fallen soldiers, 21 gun salute. To the friends and families of the fallen, we are one and together we shall overcome the enemy. For good will always prevail over bad, just as the darkness bows to the light.

As we lay our heroes to rest, let's keep in mind that real heroes aren't super, extraordinary men, they're just ordinary people lending a hand. Flying a flag is patriotism, but giving up your life is what I call “True Heroism”.

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