“I’ll never forget walking around the community of Bosirhat, near the border of Bangladesh, and meeting the women who called that place home. They smiled at me and there was an appearance of happiness, but their eyes told a different story—one of deep sadness. I soon learned how difficult their lives were in that place. As we grew closer together and discussed the possibility of them learning how to sew, the sadness in their eyes was replaced with a sparkle, a sparkle of hope.