As we sat waiting, seated in a circle on the empty ward, we heard the distant sound of singing flowing up the corridor. As the anticipation built, in came the women in their beautiful new dresses, glowing radiantly through their make up.
Each dress, given to them by the ship, symbolising their new life free from rejection and the stigma of incontinence. They had spent the previous hour being carefully dressed and made up by the ships crew and volunteers, smiling and laughing with joy when they saw their reflection in the mirror.
And then they danced. Singing joyful songs to God they moved around the room, happiness and peace shining from them.
One after the other the women stood up to tell their stories; ‘After I had my child and I realised that I was leaking urine, my family made me live on my own in a separate hut. My child had died during labour and my husband would not go near me. I could not work because people thought I was dirty and did not want to buy my drinks. My husband’s second wife shunned me and refused to eat the food that I made. She told me that I was useless. But now I want to thank the doctors and nurses for what they have done. I now have a new hope and I can return to my family without shame.’
One of the women tells her story with the help of a translator
Clementine, a crew member (who is Togolese) organises the ceremonies, spends time with the women on the ship and shows them huge amounts of love
Lindsay and Maggie, the VVF coordinators and nurses spend time
praying with the women at each ceremony
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