You hear these stories all the time in Africa -- the brutality, the never-ending death and starvation. It's easy to become immune. And then you meet someone like Rebecca. She says she misses the way her husband made her laugh; she misses the way he held her and you think -- you're just like me. That's what I'd say about my husband. She says she can't think about him now because her heart will break, and she has to keep going for her children.