Portraits of Kenya

I’m waiting in the Amsterdam airport to board my flight back to Portland. The past two weeks in Kenya were intense, exhausting, exhilarating, and rewarding. I have many stories to share once I have energy (and stable internet access!) to write them.

I am eager to see my family again. I am thankful to have so many comforts to return to. But every time I leave Africa, I feel I am leaving a piece of home behind. Despite the harshness of living, it’s the people who draw me in.

Since I’m too tired to write anymore now, I just wanted to add a few photos of the faces I’ll remember from my unforgettable time in Kenya.

Child with empty bowl

Sabina’s baby

A woman I had the privilege of interviewing

The beautiful Turkana

Stories of desperate need

And stories of hope