One of the fallouts of being a cancer survivor is that I forgot how to dream. My goal was survival. I put my head down. Got well. Raised children. Tried to make a difference in my community and raised money for the cure for cancer. But what about dreams? One of the things I have always wanted to do is volunteer overseas. The task seemed impossible. Until I heard Toby Storie-Pugh speak about Flying Kites, a place for young Kenyan orphans to thrive. In the mountains outside of Nairobi, 37 orphans now have a home, a school, farmland and safety. Broken children dare to dream. Toby dared me to dream. I volunteered on the spot and will be going to Flying Kites for the month of November. www.flyingkites.org
Check it out and if you believe in Flying Kites as much as I do, then please make a donation. 100percent of your donation goes to programs on the ground.