Mrs. Manana is a nurse by profession. She dedicated her life to caring for others. But now she is alone. Alone with the illness, pain, and hardships that life has dealt her. She has no one to empathize with her, to give her water, or, as she says, to bury her. For more than a year, she has been unable to eat on her own. She can’t go to the bathroom or even approach the window to see the sun. She has no food, medicine, refrigerator, washing machine, gas, or heating. But first and foremost, she dreams of having a bed.
The bed in her home is an old broken sofa with books instead of legs. It’s impossible to lie on it.

Dear people, this young woman has been rejected by everyone and abandoned in this world. She was rejected by her mother from the moment she was born. Since then, Lana has not experienced a single day of happiness in her life. Abnormal illness, poverty, hunger, humiliation… What has this poor woman done to deserve all this? She lived in a monastery for 4 years. Then, for certain reasons, she had to leave the monastery and has never looked back (the real reason was shared with the fund’s correspondent but requested to be kept confidential). Despite the unbearable hardships (both financial and medical), she has never lost her sense of dignity. Today, abandoned by everyone, Lana is dying quietly, without a sound. Just as no one rejoiced at her birth into this world, perhaps no one will mourn her passing. She may even go unnoticed…

“Sikoria deda,” Ketevan repeats and cries again. Then she obediently allows Matsatso to take care of her. She eats soup from a spoon and listens to the praise of how good a girl she is. Matsatso changes her diaper and takes her for a little ride in a wheelchair around the yard. And the tears keep flowing. Her right arm is immobile, and her right leg is too. Her tongue is unresponsive and sluggish. Her eyes see nothing… This is what the stroke did to Ketevan. No, this is what a state can do to a person. Look at the helpless Ketevan and be careful! This is the high price one can pay for trying to get help from the state.

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.”

Look at this wooden hut. Even cattle would be spared and would not be allowed to spend the night here. However, unfortunately, it is not cattle that live here, but these five angelic children. At the slightest breath of wind, the house rocks like a cradle. Before going to bed, the children ask God for the morning to come for them. At this age, children think about toys. In the Khachiperadze family, the only concern of the children is to save their own lives. These brick walls were built with the help of the local government for the Khachiperadze family (Baghdad Municipality, Obcha village). However, there are only walls here. No floor, no windows. The children’s mother, Inga Samadalashvili, who is raising five children all by herself, is embarrassed to ask kind people for help, although she has a great desire to do so. Before leaving, the five little angels, with tears in their eyes, addressed the Fund’s correspondent – “Auntie, Mom has no money to finish building this house. If kind people help us, to make at least just the ceiling and the floor, we promise that when we grow up and work, we will repay these people with kindness.”

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.”