"I confess that I disappeared from speaking about my campaign for a while, not because I no longer needed help, but because despair had taken hold. I felt like I was knocking on the same doors repeatedly without success, and I felt the dream of years of study, hard work, and toil crumbling before my eyes, powerless to save it. During this time, I looked at my wife and children and felt the weight of responsibility on my chest every day. Nothing is harder than seeing your family in need when you don't have enough to provide them with the security they deserve. But despite everything, today I decided not to give up. I decided to come back and ask for help again because I still believe that there are kind-hearted people in this world, and that goodness still exists. I'm not raising money for luxury, travel, or extravagance; I'm trying to get back on my feet and rebuild my pharmacy, which was my livelihood and that of my family. I'm trying to reclaim my life, my dignity, and my ability to support my wife and children through my own hard work, instead of remaining helpless in the face of their needs. If you hear my story, please don't just ignore it." Dear friends, a small donation from you might not seem like much, but it could be a real step towards saving the future of an entire family. And if you can't donate, sharing this post might reach someone who can help.
Today I return carrying what little hope remains, and I pray that this hope will not be lost. I ask God to bless every hand extended in kindness, and to reward all those who stand with us with the best of rewards ... 💔💔💔
