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The weight of loss is a burden no mother should bear. But on that fateful night, Dagoretti North MP Beatrice Elachi’s world was shattered. Her son, Elvis Murakana Namenya, was gone. A life so young, so full of promise, was taken in the cruelest twist of fate.

During a heartfelt eulogy at Holy Trinity Church in Kileleshwa, Elachi recounted the devastating moments leading up to the accident that claimed her son’s life. Elvis had been home, tucked in for the night by 10:30 p.m., when a call summoned him for an errand. Without hesitation, he got into his car and drove off, unaware that it would be his last journey.

On his way back, tragedy struck. A tire burst—an occurrence so sudden, so unforgiving. In that split second, fate sealed his destiny. Elachi took the opportunity to warn drivers: in moments of crisis, panic can be deadly. “When your car gets a tire burst, do not slam the brakes,” she urged. “Hold onto the steering wheel, steady your hands, and pray for a safe stop.”

But for Elvis, the moment was unforgiving. The accident left him with severe injuries, and despite the doctors’ efforts, he succumbed. His mother stood by his side in the ICU, watching, knowing. “I looked at him, and I knew,” she whispered. “He was going to heaven.”

Elvis was more than just a son; he was a beacon of light. An introvert with a deep love for football, a young man whose heart beat to the rhythm of music and faith. “He loved this church,” Elachi shared, her voice heavy with emotion. “Even when I came here, I never came as Mheshimiwa, but as a mother, as a believer.”

In her grief, she turned to faith, urging parents to stay close to their children. “This generation carries its burdens in silence,” she said. “They try to solve their problems alone, until they meet a hurdle too high to jump.” She pleaded with young people to lean on their parents, to share their struggles, to seek guidance before the world teaches its own harsh lessons.

Her message extended beyond grief—it was a call for prayer, for protection. “Pray for your children. Pray for your journeys. Pray even for your cars, so that when you leave for an errand, you return safely.”

With a heart full of gratitude, she thanked Elvis’s friends, offering them words of hope. “You will all graduate,” she said with conviction. “And in that moment, may the angels open doors for you.”

On Saturday, Elvis will be laid to rest in Nalepo Village, Kajiado County. But in the hearts of those who knew him, his light will never dim. His memory will live on—in the echoes of the music he loved, the roar of the football games he cherished, and the unwavering faith that ca

rried him home.