In late December, we were finally shutting down the research project. We were dealing with multiple things: ending contracts for many project staff, selling off various project equipment, closing accounting books, and finalizing research databases. Amidst the chaos of the last week of the project, I decided to visit a nearby village. I was always fascinated about village and saving loans associations (or VSLAs). I wanted to sit with one of the existing groups to get a better understanding of these wildly successful and prolific groups. So, I got on my motorbike and drove to one of our partner villages one last time. And this last drive to the village was heartbreaking. Kisumu, western Kenya, has been home to me for over a year now. Oh please, be rude and cold to me. Leave in me the standard dose of pessimism; let me have had enough of this place. Make it easy for me to leave. No. Rather, we talked. We laughed. And laughed. The groups of women we met on this day were—as e...