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!

His psychopathic father forced his severely ill son to beg on the streets. With the money Giorgi collected, the father would get drunk and then beat his son with an iron rod. This is our new problem, friends! A very serious case! 21-year-old Giorgi was born with Down syndrome. He cannot walk or talk and has the mental capacity of a three-year-old child. Giorgi lives in a damp basement infested with rats. His bed is so uncomfortable that even a stray dog wouldn’t sleep on it. Rusty wires sticking out from the bed cause Giorgi pain, and when he sleeps, rainwater drips from the ceiling.

Instead of bringing the joyful news of her son’s birth to the young mother Eliso, they said: ‘Oh, mother, how unlucky you are! You gave birth to a sick boy. Leave him. Turn him over to the research institute. He will only bring you suffering. He won’t live anyway…’ It was from these words that the beautiful and carefree life of the woman began to crumble. And for 25 years now, her soul has been consumed by pain and endless sorrow. Eliso: ‘Leave him here, in the research institute,’ they advised, hoping to use my little son for their experiments. But I couldn’t allow my son to be turned into a guinea pig. Since then, I’ve sold the house, taken on debt, and gone everywhere with the child in search of a cure! I refused to listen to those doctors who said that Giorgi was hopeless. But when the doctors had exhausted all our resources, they told us that cerebral palsy was incurable! That was the doctors’ verdict! Now he is 25, and he has not uttered a single word. He can’t even say where

“I am dead, but there is only one difference between a dead man and me: I am not yet lying in a cold grave, I have not yet been covered with black earth. I’ve been chained to my bed for over 20 years, I can’t move my legs, I can hardly move my arms, but I still can’t get used to this state! I dream all the time that I walk, swim in the river, play football with my friends, but when I open my eyes, I try to move my leg and arm, but can’t do anything … It hurts me to realize that it was just a dream. I feel dreary – as if a big ball gets stuck in my throat and suffocates me. It feels like I had become a hostage of my body,” says 50-year-old Mamuka Solomnishvili. Tears come to the man’s eyes. He tries to hide them, but you still hear despair in his every word.

“If I die today, my grandson will die tomorrow, or maybe he will be buried alive with me, because nobody wants him but me! Nobody wants him… his mother left him, and his father left him. They left their sick child and found happiness elsewhere” – says Malardo and hides her eyes. She is ashamed for Soso’s mother and the father. Who needs a sick man? And they are still young, they can give birth to new and healthy children!

The greatest tragedy captured in a single photograph—this angelic little girl caresses her bedridden uncle and pleads for him to get better soon. In her other hand, she holds a picture of her deceased father. She doesn’t yet understand the meaning of the word “death”. Anano can’t comprehend why her father hasn’t come home or why he no longer showers her with affection. When the Fund’s correspondent visited their home, the happy child asked the “stranger auntie,” “Is Daddy coming home soon?” Oh God, how hard it is to hear those words from a child! Kind people, we cannot bring back the father of this 4-year-old girl, but we can save her uncle. He can become a father to Anano and, most importantly, he can still become a father himself. Only you, kind people, can turn the sound of mourning into the joyful ringing of a new family’s happiness—a family made up of a 21-year-old girl and a 24-year-old boy. The clock is ticking!  Every minute counts!