I will ask God that this is not the last winter for me!
It seemed to me that I was living out my days and this would be my last winter - how would I endure these frosts? I was sick, hungry, I was freezing, no one needed me... As they say, there was no one to bring a glass of water to me, right? It is about me. I thought, let it be so! How much can one suffer? I don’t even remember when I was waiting for something good for the New Year for the last time ... The whole world rejoices at something, but I felt as bad as it was yesterday and how it would be tomorrow... But you, my dears, gave me this joy again, you wrapped me in care, as only a mother can: to feed, and warm, and support with a kind word ... I could not even dream of a refrigerator, heater, medications, food! Thank you, thank you a lot, genatsvale! Now I will ask God that this is not the last winter for me!
Friends, I can imagine how happy you are to hear these heartfelt words of our old sick and lonely children! The words they wrote as gratitude is a gratitude to everyone who donated money to prolong their lives - every day of life is the most precious thing in the world.
I know for sure that you and I understand that their problems will not disappear until the very moment they face God!
Please, keep helping them. If there is any chance, be sure to call these wonderful people and tell them that there are no lonely old people in Georgia! They are our fathers and mothers, grandfathers and grandmothers, and there is no one but us to take care of them.