Last fall, I was with my son in Likar because of a disease caused during his kindergarten. My husband and I were scared then. The condition of our son did not improve, so in the middle of the night we called an ambulance. In Liakr, we were put drips, but fortunately, our son began to recover and gain strength every day.

While in Likarna, I came across the history of two sisters left by my parents. They did not allow the Likars to themselves because they were so frightened. I broke my heart when I saw them alone, without visitors, delicious food and toys. I regularly gave them gifts to brighten their daily lives. When I was discharged, I couldn’t hold back tears, looking at their lonely and sad eyes. I offered their husband to take their eryrians, and he agreed to my great happiness. I will say more:

The man decided to build a house for such children. With the help of useful acquaintances and investors, we soon ended up with more than fifteen children who live in our institution, which made us incredibly happy and motivated to give our love and care to those who need it. I remember the man said to me that day: – I am glad that we can give them a chance for a better life.