Days and nights have passed on my humble family consisting of twelve members; a mom giving all her time for her children and a father working day and night to be able to feed the family.
One day my mom went to wake up my dad. But he didn’t answer. She started yelling: “Your father died, your father died”. Tears washed her face having no idea what to do. How will she take care of the kids? Who will help her?! I stood on the door of the room crying with fear. I had a strong feeling we will face a hard time now. My older brother, an 18 year old, started working to help the family.

My sister and I had a chance, after a certain time, to enter Imam Sadr Foundation and be a member of it. There our life journey begun. I used to cry a lot and never slept without hugging my sister. To be honest, the only thing that brought happiness to my life then was the joy and caring I got from the foundation. We used to play, study, go trips, attend celebrations. I saw the world there. I grew up there and one day a guy came and asked to marry me. The foundation also took care of every single thing so that I’d get the best wedding ever. They prepared everything in the best way. They delivered cards for invitations. I was very happy. I can never forget the happiness I felt when I wore the white dress. My friends gathered around me holding the end of my dress and singing for me. This, for me, was a dream come true. A new life in a new house will start.

The crowd where singing and clapping around me when, suddenly, I left them and rushed to the door of the restaurant. It was my brother. He came with dressed up with his military suit. All wondered who that good-looking man was. I said:”Where have you been? I waited for you the whole day!” He hugged me again with no answer as a sign of making it up to her. We both cried. He then said:”Forgive me; I did my best to be able to get here. If it was for me, I’d leave the whole world and not see a tear a tear on your face. But something urgent in the service kept me from coming early. Forgive me dear.” How couldn’t I forgive him? He was not only a brother; he was a father for us. I saw everything in him. Then he came in and gave my hand to my groom and wished us all luck. Now I became ready to start the new life that’s waiting for me. I feel blessed and grateful now. Thanks for Imam Sadr Foundation for everything.