My family is my holding stone. The raised me, they gave me unconditional love, comfort, and understanding.
As family should right? Well, I see my family as unique. We went through ups and downs, separation, sickness, and war. But we stayed together no matter what. Because in the end, what is more, important than our own family.
My parents are the most amazing people I know. While my father, as a captain, sailed the distant seas, my mother was with us, raising us, loving us, taking care of us so that we didn't miss anything.
I remember waiting for the day when we should go to bed earlier so Mom could wake my sister and me up at night because Dad would call from far away, and we could just for a little while talk to him. Long enough to say we love him and miss him.
Then the war came, Dad went to fight for our country, Mom working under city attacks, while we were hiding in the basement. But we all luckily survive.
In my rebel years, I become fearless and in one hand distance from rest of the family. I thought they will not understand I want to become a pilot. Or my love for cars, motorcycles, and traveling.
For long years I was with my family but in my mind and my verbal connection yet so far away. And years passed. The tried to approach me and I become more and more distant. For no strong reason. Just my nature.
And then I got sick. With TTP. It struck me. Not a sickness. But look at my parents. Fear. Sadness. I never before saw my parents cry. That moment when they realize this one is beyond something they can do or help. And we survive that one also.
I promise myself I will never again do or say anything to make them cry. Since the day I left the hospital, I am working on daily basics to be better, to be the daughter they are proud of. To be the best human I can, as they teach my sister and me.
Day came, and finally, my parents left to a well-deserved retirement, and instead, they start traveling and enjoying their well-deserved rest, they paid off my sisters and my bank credit for apartments. Every parent would do that, right?
I don`t know, but I do know mine did. And my sister and I promised we will pay them back.
So, this situation with COVID, and strange situation all around the world, I decided to open this campaign.
Help me raise money so I can repay a debt to my parents that helped me. I know they don`t see it as dept, but I do. I give them all the love and time together from the bottom of my heart and soul, but this one is still somewhere back in my mind.
I thank each and every person, that donate and have time and will to read this.