THE VOICE I NEVER HAD

I still remember the day I boarded that plane from Kenya to the United States. I had a degree, ambition, and a heart full of hope, but no idea how hard the journey ahead would be. The world I stepped into was cold, fast, and unfamiliar. I found myself taking credentialing classes, juggling multiple jobs, and learning new rules of life every single day. I worked for USA government in USDA (U.S. Department of Agriculture) in finance, Mortgage as bank underwriter, yet deep inside, I kept asking myself a quiet question: Who speaks for us out here? I looked around and saw a community that had done everything right. We worked hard. Built homes. Built businesses. Sent money back home. Raised children between cultures. But when it came to the leaders and decisions shaping the place we still called “home,” we were ghosts,visible only when convenient, forgotten soon after. That silence bothered me. It followed me through boardrooms, long shifts, and even through the excitement of starting my own marketing and transportation businesses. Eventually, I realized something: that empty space, that missing voice… it was mine to fill. That’s how Diaspora News Radio was born, not as a project, but as a promise. A promise that never again would my community live in the shadows of decisions made without us. A promise that our stories, our sacrifices, and our children’s futures would no longer be overlooked. Today, when I speak into the microphone, I speak not for myself but for millions who have walked this same road. This platform is our bridge. Our seat at the table. Our reminder that diaspora voices matter. And I intend to make sure we’re never forgotten again.