It is with profound love and a deep sense of loss that we honour the life and legacy of Judith Akoth who passed away on June 4, 2025. Judi was more than a leader; she was the very heartbeat of our girls' programs and a mother to all in Kasarani.

From her modest, humble home, and with a heart far larger than her means, Judi became the backbone of our community—especially for girls and young women who had nowhere else to turn. She helped breathe life into TAFA, transforming it into a beacon of hope.

Every Sunday afternoon, her sacred space came alive. Thirty to forty girls would gather not in a place of riches, but in a sanctuary she built with love. It was filled with laughter, music, dancing, learning, and the Word of God. Here, girls could simply be girls, while also growing into women of vision, faith, and unshakable confidence.

Judi taught moral courage, shared biblical truth, and spoke life into futures that otherwise felt closed. She was profoundly hands-on, often walking from home to home to sit with youth in their pain, listen deeply, and offer what she could—even if all she had was her time, her words, or a warm, reassuring hug.

Her dream was always bigger than her own household. She believed fiercely in second chances, in pushing through, and in the truth of James 2:26: “faith without deeds is dead.” She lived a life of powerful action, fueled by unwavering faith.

Her love extended beyond mentorship to the football pitch, where she was the most passionate supporter of her beloved TAFA Queens. Standing on the sidelines with her orange or green vuvuzela and her whole heart, she cheered them on as a symbol of her greater vision: empowered girls running free, growing together, and winning in life.

She did this work alongside those she loved and trusted: her younger brother, Erick Ochieng’, whom she saw as a true partner in spirit and vision, and Sammy Kamau, whose commitment to leadership and sport she deeply admired.

At just forty-one, Judi’s season with us ended far too early. While a chronic heart condition may have weakened her body, it never once dimmed her spirit. Until the very end, she kept encouraging, showing up, and believing in a better tomorrow.

The hole she leaves is deep and visceral. But we must remember: Judith did not leave us empty-handed. She left us her legacy. She left us TAFA. She left us her children, her dreams, and her values.

Now, we must rise—not just in her memory, but in her mission.

Rest well, our sister, mother, friend, and fearless leader. Rest well, Mama TAFA.

Your precious seeds will grow.