Illustrative picture © Lisanne van der Schors for Medair
During the funeral of the village doctor who also died in the earthquake, I met an old work friend who had come to pay her condolences. She stayed in touch with me, always asking if I needed anything. After a few days she invited me to her church, and told me they had something for me there. I went and the church gave me a food basket. At the church I met the pastor and his wife and many other people. Although I am not Christian myself, they were all very welcoming and I felt like I was at home. Later on they helped me with another food basket, and a group of four people from the church came and visited me in my sister’s house where I now live, since I lost everything in the earthquake. Their visit meant a lot to us. They gave more material support, but it also truly boosted our morale and gave us some hope back.