Life has a way of turning upside down when you least expect it. For years, I lived a life that many could only dream of. I was the wife of a respected Member of Parliament, enjoying the comforts of wealth, privilege, and social status. However, everything I had worked for came crumbling down in a matter of months. My fall wasn’t just about losing material wealth it was a deep personal tragedy, the kind that no one can truly prepare for. I went from living in a beautiful home to sleeping on the cold, unforgiving streets of Nairobi. What I never anticipated was the curse that would bring me to such a low point, and how I would find hope in the most unexpected place.
The breakdown of my life began with a strained relationship with my mother. Over time, small disagreements turned into larger rifts, until one day, in a heated argument, she uttered words that I didn’t understand the power of at the time: “May you lose everything.” Those words would come back to haunt me in ways I couldn’t imagine. At first, I didn’t believe in curses. I thought it was just an expression of anger, something parents sometimes say in the heat of the moment. But as the months went by, I started to realize that there was something more at play. My husband, once healthy and energetic, fell gravely ill. Our wealth started to evaporate, and our lives fell into disarray. What once seemed like bad luck began to feel like an unexplainable force that was working against me.TO READ MORE,TAP HERE
