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As a boy, Peter Mutabazi lived on the streets of Kampala, Uganda, for years. However, his experiences with homelessness led him to his calling as a role model foster dad. Since becoming a foster parent in 2016, Mutabazi has hosted about three dozen kids of all races and cultures. Some of his foster children have been reunited with their families, while others remain in his care. Mutabazi also has adopted children of his own: Anthony, 17, Isabella, 8, and Luke, 7. As a single dad, an immigrant and a Black man, he represents a vanishingly small demographic of foster parents. He says he cherishes his role as a father because he is able to give others what he needed so desperately as a kid: Love, security and a sense of belonging. Mutabazi shares moments of his family's life with more than 328,000 Instagram followers, where encourages other men to be more active fathers. "I can’t believe that this once homeless and hopeless person has now created this crazy family filled with love," he says.
An observation by A.J.Willingham
Every morning when I arrive
at my gym, there is always a game of pickup basketball already in full
force. These dudes (well, mostly dudes), representing every possible
age, shape and background, have already worked up a sweat at barely 6
a.m. It's so fascinating! Who are they? What drives them to wake up at
heaven knows when and hit the court with a bunch of other guys they
likely don't even know? I asked a few friends who were familiar with
pickup basketball (since I obviously am not) what the deal was: Are
these guys all friends? "No, probably not." What if you're bad at
basketball, do people get mad? "No, probably not." Do they plan it out
in advance? "Not really." Do they have like, a group text or something?
"AJ, no." What do they talk about? "Uh ... basketball?" One friend told
me he played pickup basketball with a rotating group for years and
barely knew any of their first names. This was astonishing to me.
Astonishing, and weirdly pure. With no formalities or expectations and
just the barest amount of planning, these people meet, day after day, to
just have fun.
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4 comments:
So tired, off to bed. Thank your kind thoughtfulness,
Sleep well and have sweet dreams, Jacki.
I so loved the story of Peter Mutabazi. It's so good to have such dear persons around us. Thank you.
The top portion looks like a huge wave descending over a town or villlage. :-)
A tsunami, John? Could be, but the place is already damaged??
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