Hello. To be honest, I had a dream (to work with my daughter in a foodtruck, because that's what I do). Unfortunately, I had fulminant leukaemia in 2019, I had a transplant and now I'm back on my feet, but I'm not as fit as I was before because the disease wears me out. I no longer have the money to realise this dream that was so close to my daughter's heart. It makes me sad to see that I'm no longer my daughter's hero, because she's always known me to be very strong, but that... that was before... I'd like to make her proud of me and, above all, show her never to give up on anything in life... I've found a magnificent, fully-equipped foodtruck for €5,000, but unfortunately the banks don't want to support me any more because of my medical history, and I'm living on a disability pension... this foodtruck would make our lives more beautiful, both financially and morally. If people are touched and understand my story, I would be eternally grateful... Thank you in advance.