After his stroke, Tariel is completely helpless. His right arm is paralyzed, and later, due to gangrene, his leg had to be amputated. For him, every day is a fight for survival. For his family, it’s a constant battle with fear, uncertainty, and the pain of being unable to help.

Aluna, Tariel’s spouse (49-year-old): “My husband and I are raising three children with disabilities.  Our daughters were born with intracranial pressure; they have brain damage. They can’t do anything on their own—I take care of everything: I dress them, feed them, bathe them, brush their teeth. And I’ve been doing this for 17 years.  What wouldn’t a mother do for her children? My husband used to help, but now he needs care himself. His heart couldn’t bear the pain of watching his daughters suffer.”

Aluna: “The children need medicine to improve their brain circulation, but I haven’t been able to buy any for a year and a half because we have no money. I can’t go to work – who would I leave my sick children and husband with?”

The poor man spends his days in an old wheelchair, which is falling apart. Just look at it – the wheels don’t even have tires. Every little bump causes him unbearable pain. Friends, Tariel urgently needs a proper wheelchair! But there’s no money to buy one.

It’s been a whole year since Tariel last left the second floor of their home! The last time he needed to go to the hospital, they had to call emergency rescuers just to carry him out of the house. Can you even imagine that?

Oh God, how much suffering Merab’s mother has endured for 12 years! I can’t even put her pain into words.  But both she and her son share the same dream! And Turkish doctors have promised to ease both her suffering and Merab’s.

Merab is growing up like any other child, but soon, his mother will no longer be able to carry him outside so he can at least see and talk to other children. He cannot take a single step on his own.

Merab (12 years old): “My legs hurt so much. So, so much. The pills don’t help! And my parents don’t have money to take me to Turkey for treatment. Otherwise, I would never ask my mother to bother other people! Please, help her and help me! Please, help! I dream of standing up and at least walking quietly with my friends… Otherwise, I will spend the rest of my life watching others play from my window. I just want to live! ”

When Merab’s mother was pregnant, doctors said his brain was damaged and that he wouldn’t survive. But despite all the terrible predictions, he survived. It is truly a miracle from God!

When a mother loses her child, her heart dies with them. Her life comes to an end, and only prayers to the Almighty keep her on this Earth—prayers filled with the desperate hope that the Lord will return her beloved child and let her hold them close once again. And this time—forever!

For millennia, humanity has failed to invent a word that could fully capture the pain of a mother whose child has passed away.

73-year-old Mzia, a kind and warm-hearted woman, lost her son and then both of her grandsons. The stress and grief took a cruel toll on her body – colon cancer crept up on the poor elderly woman. Tragedy never comes alone!

This is 73-year-old grandmother Mzia. She has been diagnosed with rectal cancer. Her intestines are exposed, protruding painfully from her body.

The elderly woman suffers from excruciating pain every day. With her own hands, she treats her wound, wiping away the fluids that constantly seep from it. She doesn’t even have a single extra tetri to buy special wound-cleaning solution or medical dressings. She has almost given up hope, fearing that without proper bandages and medication, she will inevitably die from a severe infection and sepsis.

Just look at these poor brothers. There is so much sadness in their kind eyes… At first, they were shy when they saw a stranger—the Fund’s correspondent. But then, perhaps, their little hearts sensed that this “strange lady” had come to tell their story to all of Georgia.

And so, every day in the Merabishvili family begins and ends the same way. For “lunch,” there is only bread and tea. And sometimes… juice. That happens when their father’s “” daily income is high and reaches 15 GEL. That’s about five dollars. Imagine, my friends, a man who carries heavy sacks all day just to earn five dollars—enough to bring home bread for his children, half a kilo of pasta, and, on rare occasions, some juice or a cheap candy to make them smile.

Instead of porridge, this poor father gives his hungry child tea. At 40 years old, this young man is broken inside. He has already undergone two surgeries on his leg due to blood clots. He still needs medicine and medical care, but this heroic father cannot afford to spend a single lari on himself. Every last coin goes toward diapers for two-year-old David.

This little angel is six-year-old Nita. When she was born and first opened her eyes, their deep sea-blue color mesmerized everyone. They shimmered like summer waves at dawn. But fate was cruel. Soon, her family received devastating news

Nita was diagnosed with congenital optic nerve atrophy. Her vision is nearly nonexistent: 0.02% in one eye and 0.04% in the other. My God, this is worse than a nightmare. Lacking the money for proper treatment, her poor family could not afford surgery. Had this angelic girl been born into a wealthy family, she would have been sent abroad for treatment without delay. But Nita was not so lucky—her family simply cannot afford it.

They don’t even have a home of their own; they live temporarily in someone else’s house. But they are honest, hardworking people who earn their bread with dignity – and they are raising their children the same way. Honesty is rare these days, but Nita’s parents hold onto it firmly.

The real tragedy is that Nita cannot see at all in daylight. The sun makes her eyes water constantly, and she can’t even open them – let alone see anything. It is pure torture.

Little Slavik is crying from hunger. His sobs are so desperate, it feels like he might stop breathing at any moment. Their poor mother has no money for food. That means that until their next social allowance payment, the only thing left to eat will be stale bread.

Diana was left alone with three small children after her husband left the family. He doesn’t even ask if his kids are alive or how they’re doing.

Diana’s own mother abandoned her, leaving her in an orphanage as a baby. No one deserves this fate. Thank God for the kind woman who adopted her. But even she passed away a few years ago. Now, Diana has no family left in this world.

There is no heating in the house, so the children are constantly freezing and getting sick. Vasya was just discharged from the hospital after recovering from pneumonia, and now he’s sick again.  Where is this desperate mother supposed to find money for medicine when she’s barely surviving on social allowance with her little angels?