A little 7 year old girl needs a liver transplant and in order for that to happen, she needs 133 million which is approximately $55,000 and unfortunately her family does not have the money.
When I was 7 years old, all I did was play, laugh, and eat ice cream, watch television and the like. This was at about the time I’d have a different answer each time I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. The possibilities were endless and everyone encouraged me when I took interest in anything no matter what it was. My mummy would cheer me up regardless of how tiny the reason for my unhappiness was (a doll that suddenly did not look so nice or a Tom & Jerry screening coming to an end) because she didn’t want her princess unhappy. Ever. I am a last born so without saying my siblings have always been there for me and would do anything to make smile and with no hesitation I would do the same.
I can not even begin to imagine how Maria’s family and friends must feel, not being able to help her in this moment. How devastated her mummy must feel because her princess is unwell and there is nothing she can do. How her siblings must feel, living with this pain everyday, not knowing what is going happen, my heart is weak from typing this.
To imagine that the fate of a young girl lies in the hands of people that do not know her, have never met her or even spoken to her is scary. To imagine that these people will determine whether she will ever again play in a bouncing castle, eat at KFC, watch a movie in 3D, get a star on homework because she excelled, get to attend night prep, go to university, travel the world, get married, I could go on and on.
It is scary because I worry that the people will not hear her cries, care about her troubles, react in time to save her, do more than retweet, share or like a post, choose to be the change they want to see, look beyond self and touch others, walk the talk, and again I could go on & on.
Even with all these facts, I am confident that Maria’s situation will move us to raise this money even though it might seem much because she could be our daughter, sister, friend, spouse and then we would be willing to move the world to help her get better.