I pity the current generation who are struggling to love when everything around us screams individual independence and selfishness. This has made love transactional, especially for the upwardly mobile urbanite Kenyan.
“What are you bringing to the table?” is the question. In such a scenario, relationships will struggle because life is lived forward in seasons and understood backwards in its entirety. Each season requires a host of skills to navigate, which gives life meaning in retrospect.