I can’t even remember her name. That is what bothers me the most. I don’t know if anyone does. I took this photo in 1998 in an Eastern European orphanage on the very first trip when DirectConnect Humanitarian Aid was established. She was dying before our eyes.
The one thing I remember was the orphanage director telling us through our interpreter that her condition was completely curable but that they did not have the resources. They buried her in the graveyard in the back of the orphanage that is also pictured. They didn’t even put her name on the marker. She is forgotten except for this picture that I look at often. Friends, there are way too many grave markers there.
My oldest child was 6 months old at the time and I knew I could not go back and just enjoy my idyllic life and pretend that these children did not exist. DirectConnect sent this orphanage what they needed so we could help stop this from happening. We can do so much when we come together. By Matt Hartford