Nnenna's husband died in a car accident. He was buried in front of their house.
"I was the first wife of my late husband and this is the only picture I have left to remember him. The second wife burnt all the other pictures. She had the support of the villagers because she carried out the traditional mourning rites. My refusal to do it led to my being frustrated out of my late husband's house with nothing."
"My husband’s death, left us desolate. I shaved my head and wore one black cloth for a year. It has been difficult to sustain my family but I strongly believe it is God who has been sustaining us."