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My 29th Birthday

It is becoming a bit of a tradition to be the one reminding my friends about my birthday with a small fundraising initiative for “A Little Gesture”. I must say, I always wonder whether to do it or not, whether I am just nagging and disturbing. And in the end, for the 3rd year in a row, I will end up hitting the send button on this fundraising link!

This year, my targets are higher and expectations keep rising. Despite the climate not always positive around us each time I go to Mozambique, my hopes are up. One more smile, one more child walking, one more that we manage to get the dream going. Yes, there are dark days, the one that died with AIDS, the one that died who knows with what, the one that runs away, the 13 year old that gets pregnant. We have learnt that we do not change them all, but with so many smiles around us, we are certain to change many.

For all of you that wonder how I make it, despite the hours, the traveling, the sometimes (many) personal sacrifices. Words can’t explain it. Any little gesture makes a difference, and the pictures say it all. Do make yours!

For my 29th birthday, today, hit the donate button and help me give little Amosse a roof, alongside another 74 children in the Orphanage. This is our project One Roof One Life and with your help, we will get closer

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