"August 7th, 1998: We Remember. We Heal. We Rebuild."

On August 7, 1998, my life changed forever when a terrorist attack struck the U.S. Embassy in Nairobi. I was working as a Secretary in the Internal Audit Department at TARDA on the 18th floor of Co-operative House when a sudden explosion shook the building, followed by an even more powerful blast. Glass shattered, debris fell, and thick smoke filled the air as terrified colleagues screamed and struggled to escape. Injured and disoriented, I made my way down the darkened stairwell alongside many others—some bleeding, some unable to move, and others who did not make it out. I was later taken to Kenyatta National Hospital for treatment, but the impact of that day went beyond physical injuries—my one-year-old son was left traumatized by my absence, and I suffered lasting health complications, particularly with my eyesight, which required years of costly medical treatment.
The trauma of the bombing has been a lifelong battle. The memories of destruction and suffering remain vivid, and despite receiving post-trauma counseling for three years, the emotional scars persist. Financially, the burden of medical expenses has been immense, and like many other victims, I continue to await compensation 26 years later. However, through faith, resilience, and the support of those around me, I have found the strength to rebuild my life. The attack was a stark reminder of how fragile life is, but also of the power of human endurance and the ability to overcome even the darkest moments.
Today, I serve as the Treasurer of the Consortium of August 7th, 1998 Victims, an organization dedicated to advocating for survivors and ensuring their struggles are not forgotten. This role is deeply meaningful to me, as it allows me to contribute to the well-being of fellow victims and fight for justice on their behalf. Though the road has been difficult, I remain committed to healing, supporting others, and finding hope beyond tragedy.