“Sleep, my dear, I am with you, I am near! Do not be afraid! Breathe calmly, I will help ... I would breathe instead of you if I could, I would suffer instead of you, and not together with you if I could! Mommy, you are meaning of my life. Do not leave me!" 33-year-old Bacho repeats these words as a prayer and looks into the eyes of his mother during her attacks of suffocation.

“Mom, why are they looking at me like that? It’s because I'm not like others?" These words hurt me more than a machine gun fire. These words kill me. “He is not long for this world, - the doctors said 10 years ago, when Giorgi was born. - Be prepared for the worst!” But his mother Tinatin refused to believe that. Giorgi spent 35 days in intensive care unit... For 35 days his mother asked God not to take her son away from her. God heard her - Giorgi stayed with his mother, and a lifelong struggle began! "The most difficult thing in raising a special child are the "good advices” of complete strangers and the gazes of bystanders who feel sorry for either you, or the child, or themselves, because of seeing this..."

Let me introduce them to you, friends! This is how it happens in life ... This is what happened to the cheerful Georgian beauty two years ago! God's ways are past finding out, friends! Tears and bitter crying came instead of laughter and fun. She used to spin around like a top, but now she cannot even stand up on her own, drink water or cover herself with a blanket.

“Leave him and live your life! He will bring you nothing else but problems,” they used to say to the mother learning about the son's diagnosis. "You know, such children don't live long." “He will bring you lot of suffering!” Maya have heard many more hurtful words. Even relatives and friends turned their backs on them. But despite everything, she has chosen the son. And they were left alone in the whole world, but they are together! Nikoloz is bedridden, he does not walk, cannot sit on his own, does not talk, he only reacts to sounds sometimes and hums. Mom keeps taking care of him as in his first days of his life. Her son's condition sometimes improves, but frequent attacks and seizures he has seem to nullify all her efforts. She puts her son’s health together bit by bit from scratch, again and again...

“When they start chirping in six voices, like chicks asking for food, my heart bleeds. And I have only one dream - to give them food! That's all ... I dare not dream of something else ... We just want to eat. " It is difficult to write about hungry children on holidays, when housewives in all houses cook, set tables, and there is a lot of food... Maybe not everything will be eaten, a lot of food will be thrown away ... And at the same time, you are writing about a family where six children are malnourished, wear rags, and their biggest dream is to eat full. "Wouldn't we have to starve tomorrow if we eat an extra piece of bread today?" - this is their main problem.

“Because it's cold here, like outside! – Manana, the old lady (68 years old), cries bitterly. - There is no light, no water, no gas in my hut, I live like a primitive... " It is hard to believe that a person can live in this plywood building, on the very outskirts of the city. There is not even a sign of amenities here. It took a lot for the Fund employees to find this terrible barn, to which there was not even a track!

“I wake up, sit down ... While sitting I say to myself: “Well, are you still alive? Can we handle it today? Do you want to eat? Let's go shopping". It has lasted 11 years! After my TV went out of order, I have been lost completely. I don't know when the day comes, when the night comes, what date it is. I go out and wait until someone greets me to ask them what day it is, what time it is, what is happening in the world ... Then I pick myself up, take my stick and go to the nearest store to buy some bread. Though I'm blind, I still need food. The store seems to be close, but it takes me three hours to get there. Sometimes a cow butts me, or I run into something, fall down, lose my orientation, turn off the road...

"I am not afraid of death, I am afraid for my daughter, for my husband, they are sick and cannot cope without me!" - Lela bursts into tears. A year ago, she was diagnosed with the last stage of cancer. It would seem, that nothing could be worse. But this is only a small piece of the grief that befell this kind Georgian family...

“Merab is our crybaby, he is the youngest, but the most chowhound! He doesn't let the bread out of his hands, he thinks that we will take it away from him ... but in fact we even give him our sausages! Mom brings sausages from the canteen once a week. As many as 10! But we give everything to Merab, he's little! And we are all adults, we understand that mom has no money. But Merabiko doesn't understand it. He doesn't understand anything yet. He just cries: "I want some meat, give me some meat."

“You can’t imagine how difficult it is to look at your child crawling on his knees, trying to stand on his feet and crying because he cannot take a step. Help him get up from his knees,”

- This question is asked every day by Maka, the mother of four wonderful sons, who will soon have a long-awaited daughter ...

It turned out family when their breadwinner: a loving husband and caring father of the Spartak family, was cursed to death by a damned car

when he cries, it’s so scary for me that I’m closing my ears

Look, a lizard is looking at us from the ceiling! I'm so afraid of it, once it jumped into my bed! Little Martha shows us, pointing with her little finger at the ceiling.

In the house where the family lives there is a smell of terrible poverty: Rotten walls, rusty beds, torn clothes, dampness.