They survived Ebola. Now, they’re helping others do the same.
When Regina Kavira Mbangamuke’s toddler son fell sick late last year, she did what any mother would.
She pressed his feverish body to hers. She wiped away his tears and his sweat. She whispered tiny comforts in his ear. Don’t be afraid, my baby.
And when he died, she fell into a sadness so deep and physical it took a week for her to realize there might be something else wrong.
Ebola can be like that, Ms. Mbangamuke knows now. First it tries to take the people you love most in the world. And then it tries to kill you too.
