|Part of the mountain above our home that gave way.|
Those images in my mind have been replaced with different images now.
During the early morning hours of April 27th, after 5.5 inches of rain in a two-hour span, part of the mountain above our home gave way and came crashing down. It was just one of multiple mudslides that took place that night in our area, sweeping away trees, buildings, water lines, and even the lives of three young girls sleeping in their beds – a tragedy that is still felt deeply here in our area.
|The son's room and the headboard of his bed.|
|Looking from the Kenyan home across the mudslide to the RVA home.|
|The mudslide between the two homes.|
|The one lane road, cliff, and tunnel.|
|Busted hospital water pipes.|
People have been predicting mudslides in our area for a while now due to the pressure on the forests from people cutting down trees to make charcoal for cooking. This event will hopefully help to bring resolve in the community to do all that it can to protect the remaining forests.
As some time has passed since the slide, the word mudslide conjures up more than just images of destruction in my head. It also causes me to think of the resiliency of people living in community that band together to help each other in a time of need. May God bless the people of Kijabe and strengthen their hands as we all continue to heal from this event.