Sister Iman, a mother worn down by chronic headaches, closes her pain-laden eyes, trying to hide her suffering from her young children. Day by day, her vision grows more blurred. The weakening of her sight has stolen the clarity of faces she once knew so well, and she now fears the day may come when she can no longer see her children’s faces—the faces her heart has memorized. Her humble husband works long hours, bringing home just enough to cover basic needs, some bread, and warmth. But the cost of corneal imaging and laser treatment remains a distant dream, shelved alongside miracles. Your vision is a blessing, don’t let it fade away from a mother who longs for nothing more than to see the ones she loves.