Just a few months ago, my husband was a beloved Rebbi, inspiring young hearts with his teachings. Our life was filled with love and stability. Then, one day, everything changed.
My husband started experiencing inexplicable pains all over his body. The strong, compassionate man I married became unrecognizable and we've fallen into dire poverty. In between caring for my husband and our 1-year-old daughter Esther, I've started cleaning buildings at night. It's a grueling job, but I'm doing everything in my power to hold our family together.
We need help. To keep a roof over our heads. Please, consider giving what you can. We're not just on the brink of homelessness– We're on the brink of losing hope.
May your act of kindness be rewarded with abundant blessings, prosperity, and happiness in your own life.
Thank you.
