The Women of Share the Load
Joyce: Although
Joyce is still young, she already has four children—and is expecting another
one anytime. Even though her hands are kept quite busy with her family, she
worked hard to make me six bags. Her selflessness challenged me, as she walked
several miles in the scorching midday sun (that left me very burnt and red)
just to say goodbye to me before I left. Joyce was in strong need of water and
I’m sure she was overheated, but I’m her friend and so of course she would come
for me.
Susan: This
goal-driven woman became one of my best friends during my time in Lodwar. I got
to know her one day on our walk home from church, and we had a great
conversation in animated Swahili as she professed how I was now her biggest
friend. Each Sunday she gave me that smile of camaraderie, and at my anniversary
celebration she gave me a heart necklace that says “best friends forever.”
Susan has three children, and does back-breaking work making concrete blocks
for the homes in the Internally Displaced Persons camp where all the women
live.
Lona: Lona has
seven children, and uses her creative ability to weave intricate and colorful
baskets as well as sew bags for this project in order to support them. Even
though I had to turn down some of her beautiful handiwork due to luggage
constraints, she was so very grateful for the opportunity to sew the handbags
and gave me a great hug goodbye.
Celina Awoi, Jennifer, and Eliza also helped sew these bags. Each of their families has a story, too.
Christine: I met Christine when I came to Kenya for the first time. Although I’m not sure of the reason, she’s blind. As if the struggles of living as an IDP in the desert weren’t enough, she has no way to get a job and support her four kids (her little girl Akai is one of the sweetest girls at church). Christine, however, doesn’t let this bring her down, and she always has a beautiful smile ready for everyone. Her community gathered around her and is making this project hers as well, both supporting her needs and reminding her she’s not in this journey alone.
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