Good day my Sista. We hope this letter finds you and your family well. We pray ardently for your well being even at this time when many of us do not know how are families are faring. My Sista, it is now going on to three years since the crisis broke out in the North West and South West Regions. We have been watchful, mourning in silence as our lives become hell with each passing day. Yesterday, my Sista, one of ours, Mami Anasta lost her son to a stray bullet. It was a ghost town and Mami Anasta’s son Jacob is a tailor. Having worked in his shop (which fortunately is at home) the whole day, he went outside for a few minutes to stretch his legs and a stray bullet caught him. Mami Anasta is a widow with five children. She sells fruits in the market to take care of her family. Jacob is the only one helping her out, since her in-laws took everything from her after her husband died.