This is Helen's mother Elizabeth, who is also the mother of 7 other children, the youngest being a toddler and the oldest who has recently moved out. Elizabeth invited us into her home which about 10 ft x 10 ft, and shared with us the story of her day to day life. There was a sadness in her eyes, in the lines around her eyes I saw the hardship she endures daily, and yet one sees the acceptance of her life, without anger, in those same eyes. Those same eyes take on such pride when she talks of her daughter Helen.

Elizabeth is a single parent, as her husband left to marry a younger woman. She told us that through different jobs such as office jobs, cashier jobs, cleaning jobs, that she's able to work enough each month to pay her rent of $1000 shillings, and feed her family daily except for 2 or 3 days each month.

As we sat in her home, made of tin, sweltering hot in the mid day sun of Nairobi, I couldn't help but feel sadness. Watching her speak, as she sat in front of the sheet drawn in the middle of the home to separate the sitting area from the bed, one could sense her hope in being able to provide for her family.