We met a family.
William and Elvira. Their kids, Justin and Guadalupe.
And there should be three.
Their oldest — Yuvia.
They told us her story and it just… it stayed with me.
Her kidneys started failing, and the only option was a transplant. And her dad — William — he was a match.
So he did what any dad would do. He stepped in.
It wasn’t easy. The cost. The travel back and forth to Guatemala City. Everything that came with it. But the transplant worked. She was recovering. He was recovering. And it felt like… okay. They made it.
And then she got dengue fever.
And her body just couldn’t handle it.
They lost her.
They buried their daughter on Mother’s Day.
Elvira told us this through tears. And you could feel it — it wasn’t a story, it was just… right there in the room with all of us.
And now, this family is living in a tin and cardboard shack on borrowed land. William works that land just so they can stay. He’s actually saved enough to buy a small piece of land about a kilometer away… but it will take years to build anything on it.
Years.
And in the meantime, Justin and Guadalupe are sleeping in the dirt. Malnourished. Exposed to the same conditions that made their sister’s fight so much harder.
I can’t walk away from that.
We had plans to start building in Guatemala in 2027. But I cannot look at that family and say, “Just hang on a couple more years.”
William is a good man. He works hard. He loves his family. He’s doing everything he can. He just needs someone to step in and help carry what he can’t.
That’s where you come in.
This family doesn’t need a miracle — they need a partner. A yes. Someone who looks at what they have and decides it’s enough to change someone else’s story.
One yes already moved us into Guatemala.
Could the next one be yours?