This morning I woke to a text from one of my best friends Umar, who is on his way to being an incredible doctor in Uganda. The message read "hey, she just died....in my arms." I could feel the pain in his heart as well as in mine when I read it, and I took a deep breath as I heard the birds sing in the background and wished her sweet little spirit blessings.
This "she" I am talking about was a two week old fragile little baby girl named Edith who was born into this world without a fair chance. Her mother died right after she gave birth, who was HIV positive, and then her father abandoned her soon after her mother passed. Coming from a neutral standpoint, one can understand that he may have fled his current life circumstance due to so many complex details and emotions. A couple of days after her birth, Edith was tested positive for HIV.
Edith was loved by the arms that held, supported, and struggled to buy her formula during her short time on earth and her little body fought all she could. But what comes to my mind is why. Why, after all of this time are we still living on opposite ends of the social spectrum from a global standpoint when so much of this could be prevented if we all do a little something outside of ourselves. HIV statistics could decrease overtime with access to higher education, as many mother's wouldn't die from child birth with access to proper medical tools within hospitals in developing countries, and if every child had the chance to go to school this world would look a whole hell of a lot different.
But I do think we are getting there, very slowly. There are hundreds of incredible projects and companies out there who are creating hugely impactful and sustainable partnerships with impoverished nations and that is how we are going to get there.
Waking up to this message this morning reminded me of my "why" in creating and building The Farmhouse Project, because Edith deserved a fair chance. As humans we all must come together and consciously remind one another that so many of these circumstances are preventable, if we all put in a little effort. Starting a non-profit hasn't been easy, that's for sure. The day to day paperwork, waiting for what seems like forever for the official status of a 501c3 from the IRS so we can move forward with bigger things, building a board of members, and so much more. But it's been more than worth it and I continue to learn more everyday not only about what a long term sustainable project and partnership with farmers and families looks like, but also so much about myself. It constantly challenges my mind and forces me to think about humanity and the rawness of it all.
Don't we all deserve a fair fight in this world? A chance to learn. A chance to grow. A chance to make a difference. A chance to have clean water. A chance at medical treatment. A chance at so much more. A chance to feel merely human and allow our spirits to soar on this journey.