I remember growing up and looking through pictures of my Dad’s many travels. I always remember this picture of him feeding giraffes in Nairobi for some reason when I was a kid.

So when I visited Nairobi last month, and went to that same Giraffe center I had this OVERWHELMING sense of deja vu. Like I stopped in my tracks and realized, omg, I’m standing in the exact place that my father was over 20 years ago.

Whats my life about.

Clearly I’m blessed.