Hamide Y.

Some silences are cries!!!

I saw myself in its flow, Truth is, this path has always been long, running was never possible, With wounds and bruises, I fell many times. Whether I reached the destination, I don't know, I never accounted for yesterday's deeds. You're hidden in my smile, Can what Allah knows be hidden from His servant? Your support adds hope to hope. Will new smiles turn into laughter again, Unknown, evolving into laughter from mystery, Your departure is pregnant with beautiful arrivals, mysterious as the mystery itself.

Hamide Abla is fifty-three and has three children. Her statement summarizes the issue: "Two of them have started their own families, thank God, but I still have Leyla, who is only 10 years old. Will God grant me life? Can I defeat this relentless illness, educate her, and marry her off?"

Our sister, an oncology patient relying on the Green Card for treatment and having no income other than social assistance, awaits support for her medications, which do not have official funding and were brought to our attention by the social services department of the district where she resides.

May Leyla grow up in the warmth of a mother's embrace, study, and always receive her mother's blessings when she can earn a living. With the hope that Hamide Hanım will find healing soon, we joined forces, and with Allah's permission, we undertook half of the cost on behalf of "Save Another Life" initiative.