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Shifting Gears: From Clinical Nutrition to Food Security

My last post gave you a sneak peek into the humble beginnings of my nutrition journey. Fast forward to today, and we've traded our nutrition hats for the hefty helmets of food security and livelihoods. Let me tell you, the commute between the two has been quite an informative joyride, albeit with a few speed bumps.




It's like hopping into a different vehicle altogether; I've had to dust off my creative cap, fuel up on endless knowledge, and navigate the winding roads of this new terrain.

Now that I've taken the driver's seat of the CASCADE bus in Kenya, it feels like I've struck some silver, but I'm still searching for that diamond and gold! It's a chance to shape the fresh minds of young nutrition service providers in the counties, all while pressing the pedal to the metal for better policies supporting healthy diets.

Indeed, this journey is far from over!

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