How I Changed Careers — Wisdom Wednesday In another life, I was supposed to be a medical doctor. At least that’s what everyone thought… including me. Growing up, I had an unshakeable bond with my grandfather, a medical doctor whose home felt like a small community clinic. People would walk into his compound for “consultations” before trekking 15km to the nearest hospital. And whenever my cousins and I got hurt, he was there with his first-aid box, steady hands, and a calm confidence that made everything feel fixable. I admired him deeply. His passion. His service. His impact. My mother fueled that dream even more, arranging hospital visits and volunteer opportunities whenever she could. I still remember being 10 years old at Kenyatta and Aga Khan Hospital, standing in the ENT department watching doctors diagnose hearing problems in children. I was captivated. Fast forward… life took a different turn. I didn’t become a doctor. I landed in Human Resources, mostly b...