Natia has experienced moments that break the strongest hearts. Her son, Zuka, came into the world, literally fighting for his life. But the joy of the long-awaited birth of her son was mixed with worry and eternal fear.

One year ago, a girl with huge eyes as blue as the sea came into this world, her eyes sparkling with kindness! Evil forces couldn’t bear the birth of an angel and decided that the girl must endure a slow and agonizing death: hydrocephalus, shock, heart failure, epilepsy, and severe brain damage afflict the child! Nutsa is fighting for her life! But without our support, the child’s death is inevitable. Nutsa was born perfectly healthy, and it continued for the first month. Her mother was always by her side, cherishing her little beauty! And today she is sure that doctors dropped her in the hospital after her birth. But even in such a difficult situation, the young mother maintains her humanity and blames no one. She wants just to keep Nutsa alive, just to make her feel better! So that she wasn’t in pain.

Here is my love! Her name is Tamta! She loves me no less than I love her! I will never, never abandon her! But we really need the help of kind hearts! “Of course, I chose my sick and very frail daughter! Because I’m her mother! She’s my one and only,” Rosa, the mother of the sick girl, says. We’ve been inseparable for 33 years, and we can’t imagine life without each other!” Rosa (mother): Until she was 7, I fought tooth and nail for Tamta’s health. I sold all my valuables and even dishes. But my daughter has had cerebral palsy since birth. She can’t walk, talk, or use her hands. But a miracle happened despite her condition! She’s smart and understands everything! She has a loving heart! Poor thing, it’s heartbreaking to know that she’ll spend her entire life in a wheelchair. “When my husband refused to accept her, I made the only right decision and I have never regretted it! What mom can just take and forget her child? And it was the best decision of my life!

‘Lord, if I can’t be healed, then take me, because I can’t bear so much suffering anymore!’ These words are sincerely spoken from the depths of 17-year-old Luka’s heart as he kneels before the icon.”
Since birth, Luka’s right leg has been 13 centimeters shorter than his left! As he grew older, the deformity in his leg caused unbearable pain, making life almost impossible! At times, he even dreams of death. ‘Doctors warned that without surgery soon, I won’t be able to leave my bed for the rest of my days.’

‘If my parents had the means for the surgery, my life would’ve taken a different turn. My childhood dream was to serve my homeland. But because of my disability, that dream will remain unfulfilled.'” “Today I feel like a useless person. My leg hurts so much that I want to die. I can only walk 2 meters on my own! What kind of soldier am I gonna be?”

Wherever the girls go, the twins—Lazare and Gio—are right behind! Don’t think they’re too little to take part in everything!
Clear the way to the gate so they can watch the uncles bringing in the new gas stove, or they’ll start such a fuss that everyone in the yard will know about it! And to make sure the twins can reach and touch all the new things, someone has to carry them around. Got it? “To the new fridge!” Lazare points, and his sisters rush over, carrying him along. “To the new cabinet!” Gio demands, and they open it up, letting him sit inside for a bit. That’s how it went the whole day while the Fund delivered the aid. Mariam, Shorena, Khatia, Barbare, and Ani carried their little brothers around, showing them everything—and sharing the joy with all their hearts.

Мarina: The pain would not go away even for a second. Pieces of flesh are already falling off me. I’m all rotten. My skin festers and bleeds. I could not even imagine that anyone could endure such pain. The only thing I dream about is to die. Death seems so sweet to me. I don’t want my son to see his mother decompose before his eyes.” Help me at least die with dignity! Please don’t leave my boy alone in this cruel world! He must study. Perhaps these are my last words!