If you are reading these lines, it is probably because your life has crossed paths with Fabry's, or perhaps you are here by some chance, and you have never met him.

My husband left us a few days ago, after living with a disease diagnosed a few years ago, when our girls were already born. Despite the strength, incredible vitality and joy that always characterised him, the disease unfairly and prematurely took him away from us, leaving a void that nothing and no one will ever be able to fill, in the lives of all those who lived and loved him.

Yet Fabry did not leave us despair, but rather a will to live, to look to the future, he left us tenacity and courage, because he was all this and I want to carry on what we were, what he was, for me and for our daughters.

It is with these feelings, but also with extreme humility and at the same time dignity, that I thought of starting this fundraiser. With only one income and the girls still small, I know that the road will be long, certainly full of joy but also inevitably difficult. It is unthinkable for me to continue paying the current mortgage, but with € 40 000 and some effort I should be able to lower the instalment so that it is affordable for me, and keep our current house. Utopia? Maybe. But I told myself that I have to try.

I really thank with all my heart those who can make a donation, even anonymous, even symbolic; I also thank those who have stopped to read these few lines, because if they cannot or do not want to make a donation, I hope they will in turn receive hope, trust, or inspiration, like the one I received from reading so many sad stories, united by the extraordinary desire to 'come out'.