Africa by night can be chillingly haunting. The shriek of a witch doctor performing a curse. The moans of a child hallucinating with malaria. The bloodcurdling screeching and droning chants of cultish groups performing exorcisms.
Reality is, I feel anything but resilient right now. But resilience isn’t really about how you feel, is it? Resilience is about how you respond.
The women I see all around me are all kinds of brave. All kinds of strong. All kinds of courageous.