Truth and Facts - The story of a young fool.

It is a sad thing to admit, but I do not have many memories about my father. Not too many good or great ones, but none too bad either. Still, this one thing I cannot deny, the few memories which I do have that I possess have shaped a large part of the man that I am today – for better or for worse. This includes memories about the longest two hours that I ever spent with my father as a young boy, about ten years old.

When I approached turning forty I felt that my life had taken a wrong turn somewhere and I went through a rollercoaster of emotions. Thanks to my strong faith and a loving family I came out on the other side stronger and happy with my life.

My mother never imagined that someday she might have a child with albinism until one day when she had a dream that got her thinking that perhaps she just might.

If I can do a remarkable job of embracing who I am, I will make a difference in this world by making it easier for someone else to love who they are; the way God made them.

Many families would look significantly different today if none of their albino ancestors had been sentenced to death as infants.

Welcome to our family’s story and the stories we have to tell. Stories about our history, stories about life in the present and stories about how we imagine the future