Ita rija tani. Nhalic ke yin. I hope you stretched your legs. I know Part One and Part Two were not only long but heavy. I need you fresh for this one.

Thank you for coming back.  I hope you rested your eyes, and that you also remembered to bring your favorite drink or snack I asked you to bring. If you haven’t, you still have time to grab one.

You have been on my mind for much of the past ten months. Life’s demands have kept me from finishing this letter for so long. I hope 2026 has been gentle to you so far. Mine has been fair, although really busy. I am hoping to slow down a little toward the end of the year.

“We are not our mothers.” I have heard this phrase from several young South Sudanese women. I have heard it in women’s empowerment spaces, on social media, and in other circles.