At 65, Grandma Halimah walks alone, with bent legs and no one by her side.
Thank you for reading this post, don't forget to subscribe!Every morning, she carries a tray of homemade snacks and walks from door to door, selling just enough to survive another day. Her legs—twisted from years of walking endlessly for work, can barely support her now. She never saw a doctor, not because she didn’t want to, but because she simply couldn’t afford to.
She lives completely alone. No husband. No children. No steady help. When she falls—and it happens often—there is no one to catch her. She uses an old piece of iron to help her stand, because even a proper crutch is too expensive for her.
Two months ago, her kitchen collapsed. Now, her roof leaks, and her walls are caving in. Rain soaks her floor. Cold winds creep through the cracks. Yet still, she smiles. Still, she sells snacks. Not because she wants to, but because she has no other choice.
Grandma Halimah’s strength is extraordinary, but she shouldn’t have to fight alone.
Dear #KindSouls, let’s not turn away. Let’s be the support she no longer has—the hands to lift her when she can’t stand, the roof to shelter her fragile body, the hope she’s held onto for so long.
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