Dj Protege does not share much of his personal life other than the fact that Scott The Violinist is his brother.
It’s been 20 years down the line since DJ Protege and his brother Scott the Violinist lost their loving mother.
Losing a loved one is never an easy thing to deal with. Your heart feels empty without that person and it takes time before one heals.
In a past post, Scott expressed that he is forever grateful for his brother because he played a very big role when their mother died.
“I think the hardest part of my childhood that I hardly ever speak of was is the loss of our mom. Our lives changed drastically and we literally had no time to sympathize about it. I was completely lost with no one to look up to except my brother. This guy took charge. Suddenly he had the leadership of a father, unconditional love of a mother, had my back as a brother and friend. I celebrate you for fighting through the challenges we faced. I celebrate you for the man you are now and I celebrate you for being my only brother. I am absolutely blessed. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHAMP you are the real Simba 🔥🔥🔥🔥 @djprotegekenya.”
DJ Protege has taken to social media to jot down an emotional letter, 20 years after their loving mother passed away.
“Today marks 20years since she left us, and the first day of a milestone undertaking on my part!! Today’s very surreal for me reminiscing about the memories but is a new beginning as well!! In loving memory of the late Jane Gathoni Kabugi!! #tbt 8/8/98.”
Read some of the comments below:
Proviolinist: Love you mom always ❤️❤️❤️proud that I have you as my bro, I thank her for you 💪🏽 bless
Kalekye: May she continue to fly with the angels… you and @proviolinist are amazing souls ❤️
Muli: Aawww may she continue resting and watching over you guys
Jimmy: Bro, easy.. Take heart, keep playing her the good tunes 🙏
Liz: And oh she was soo beautiful, i used to admire her much wen i was little.. my aunt!
Caro: May she continue resting with the Angels
Creme: 🙏🙏🙏 RIP
Death is inevitable but it is sad. Even after a lot of time, one still feels the emptiness, especially of a mother.