When I returned to Kampala after spending nearly eight years working in Canada, I expected tears of joy, warm embraces, and a fresh start with the woman I had loved and supported from abroad. Throughout my years overseas, I sent money home every month. I paid school fees for my younger siblings, built a house for my wife, and made sure my family lacked nothing. My dream was to come back, settle down, and enjoy the fruits of my hard work.
But what I found shattered me.…CONTINUE READING