My life is a story of two halves– that’s what I keep realizing.

It’s 12: 47 PM on day 1820  of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to pray, read Luke 10,    publish my Disability of the Day feature,    have breakfast,  learn one new thing –The largest specie of tarantula is the Goliath Birdeater –   and promote my Educate Generations campaign – $4 710 raised  so far I have to figure out a way to raise $290 more before 3 October (by the end of this campaign I probably won’t have any family or friends left oh well I’m not here to be liked by all I’m here to make a difference and change perceptions 🙂 )   .

This morning I was thinking about how my life is a story of two halves I can’t feed myself a sandwich without making a mess (try eating a sandwich using only one hand) but I helped build a well in Kenya and I’m standing up (figuratively speaking) for girls’ education worldwide it’s actually funny if you think about it sometimes I wish the world could see what a day in my life was like because then everybody would know that anybody can make a difference.