It began in March 2025.
Under the warm sun of Zimbabwe, I met Pilate - his situation touched me.
He was seriously ill, too weak to walk. Alone. Vulnerable.
After he came out of the hospital, Simon and I caught him in our country cottage. Simon was the contact with the doctor; I took care of Pilate daily. I cooked for him, washed him, changed his bed, did his laundry and kept him some company. Meanwhile, we took care of: hospital bills, clothes, care products, incontinence materials, gloves, Vaseline....
Something we, fortunately, were able to do at that time.
However, Simon told me, that: “About 90% of the people in Zimbabwe do not have health insurance. They simply cannot afford it.”
Many people barely have access to just basic care.
Not because they don't deserve help - but simply because they were born in a place where care is a luxury.
And that broke my heart.
That's where the seed was planted with me.
A seed of hope. Of caring. Of connection.
A seed that has since germinated in the form of the Moyo Care Foundation.
Because I believe - no, I KNOW - that there are many people like me.
People with hearts that speak.
People who want to help.
People who want to make a difference.
💛 As long as they hear the story...
That's where my mission starts.
Our mission.
The mission of the Moyo Care Foundation.
Heart to heart.
🌱 The seed of Moyo Care - A story from the heart
It all started in March 2025.
Beneath the warm sun of Zimbabwe, I met Pilate - his situation touched me. He was gravely ill, too weak to walk. Alone. Vulnerable.
After he was discharged from the hospital, Simon and I took him in at our little cottage. Simon was the contact with the doctor, I took care of Pilate daily. I cooked for him, washed him, changed his bed, did the laundry, and kept him company.
Meanwhile, we took care of: hospital bills, clothing, personal care products, incontinence supplies, gloves, Vaseline....
Something that we, fortunately, could do at that moment.
However, Simon told me that: “Approximately 90% of people in Zimbabwe have no health insurance. They simply cannot afford it.”
Many people barely have access to even basic healthcare. Not because they don't deserve help - but simply because they were born in a place where care is a luxury.
There has the seed planted. A seed of hope. Of care. Of connection.
A seed that is now sprouting in the form of the Moyo Care Foundation.
Because I believe - no, I know - that there are many people like me. People with a heart that speaks. People who want to help. People who want to make a difference.
💛 If only they hear the story... That's where my mission starts.
Our mission. The mission of the Moyo Care Foundation. From heart to heart.
