In Mutare, Zimbabwe, there is much need for hope. But in a country where the money has become valueless and schools and hospitals are closing daily, it is hard to imagine an avenue by which hope might enter.
A partially blind sixty-five-year old grandmother stays in her one-room house in Sakubva, the poorest area in Mutare, with fourteen orphaned children. Most of these are the children of her five children who have passed away, unable to receive medical treatment in the ever-diminishing healthcare system. Though the children have found refuge and a roof over their heads with the grandmother, finding food is a daily battle