Five-year-old Anano from the Dagelishvili family is the happiest of all. She skips towards each gift, shouting “Hurray!” and sighs joyfully as she hugs her new things. Anano: “They sent me a beautiful jacket, and I’m already wearing it. It’s pretty, isn’t it? It fits, right? I also found a fluffy sweater for Mom in the clothes. She won’t be cold, and that’s good. And for Elene, I found a tiny little sweater, just like her. It’s so funny. Come on, let’s go look! They sent me so many toys—colorful balls and a jump rope. Will you teach me how to jump? Oh, and can you teach Dad how to use the TV? We didn’t have a remote before, so we don’t know how to use it. And do you know how to turn on the new washing machine? Oh, is this my new bed? It’s so pretty! Hurray! Let’s go check everything out!

Karina: “These are the exercises I do with my daughter every day. It’s our entire treatment! Sometimes, we don’t even have enough money for food! And I’m walking around in torn shoes myself!”
“The problem is, I often suffer from terrible headaches too! But going for a consultation – there’s no money for that! And then I’m helpless… And my heart aches for my child!”
How far is a mother willing to go for the health of her child? What sacrifices is she ready to make? How many days can she go without food, and how many years can she wear the same torn shoes, just to ensure her only joy isn’t deprived? And how long can she ignore her excruciating headaches that are killing her?
“My daughter is my whole world. I have no one but her and we’re alone in this entire world! How we manage to survive – I don’t know. But perhaps God loves my Juliette and won’t leave us.”

The house is a torture chamber for children! If we don’t warm them with love, irreversible tragedy will soon strike! Mzevinar, the mother, is uncertain whether she and her children can be rescued. She’s reaching out for our help, refusing to accept that God has decreed perpetual suffering for her family. Her husband, Avtandil, already once jailed for domestic violence, is a drunken brute, creating an atmosphere of fear, while his wife and children – Rusudan and Tariel – are hostages of fear and violence! After the brute’s release from prison, they are once again taken hostage by Avtandil. Rusudan has been living in her own world for 23 years now. She never had any friends, and she only talks to herself. “Tariel is afraid of everything. Even the word ‘father’ triggers panic attacks in him. His hands shake, and he starts to stutter.”

“I feel neither good, nor bad. I feel nothing. My only son and husband lie motionless in the cold earth of the cemetery… and here I am within these four walls,” whispers Grandma Lamara barely audibly, wiping her dry eyes. Not a single tear has been left in 17 years – she’s cried it all out. She cries, crying from within, shrouded in darkness. She wants to die, to be near those she has lost, but death seems to avoid her, and condemns her to endless torment.

Freezing orphans spotted a pile of damp firewood and hurried to carry it home to light their stove. While their father was alive, he would bring firewood every morning to warm the house before the children left for school. After his death, everything in the Gulishvili family changed. Their happy childhood vanished in an instant, and these little angels were thrown into the harsh reality of survival. Kind people, you’ve surely seen for yourselves that these noble children will one day keep their promise and stand by those in need. But for now, these little angels need our help. The children live in a crumbling home and dream of having a gas heater.  They sleep on broken beds that might collapse if they try to turn over. Their shoes are soaked through, and instead of a warm dinner, they drink tea with steal bread. They can’t even escape the freezing winter winds because broken windows and an old wooden door let the cold air rush in. It’s as if the whole world has turned against these orphans. Who knows, perhaps their father is looking down in sorrow, unable to rest in peace knowing his children are in such misery. But we cannot let this continue! These little angels, left without a father, have only one hope—you, kind-hearted people!

Gio (6 years old): “My little brother is 9 months old, mother’s milk is not enough for him, and he cries all day from hunger. What should we feed him? The only edible thing we have at home is stale bread. Little Nikoloz won’t be able to chew it, he doesn’t have any teeth yet. But mom has no money for anything else.” Mariam: “If someone has the opportunity to shelter us, to give us one room, I will be immensely grateful. Or, perhaps, there will be a kind person who will help with renting an apartment? We live in an emergency building that can collapse at any moment. What will happen to my children? And where will we go?” Just imagine for a moment that such a misfortune happened to you or your loved ones. What would you do? Help this unfortunate woman raise two sons for the future of our country, our beloved Georgia! There is no one to help her. Her father is dead, her mother is disabled, and she herself needs help. If you do not help such needy people as Mariam and her children, then who does?