Let's Help Teresa Fight for Her Daughter's Future

Every Taco I Sell Is a Fight for My Daughter's Life

I'm Teresa, and every morning before dawn, my daughter and I are already working. She rolls tortillas from her wheelchair she can't walk, but she never complains. We sell tacos because we have to. My little girl has neuroblastoma cancer, and without the money we make each day, I can't pay for the taxis to her treatments or the medicine that keeps her fighting.

When I asked her about her dreams, she looked up at me and said, Mami, I just want to make it to 15.

I'm not asking for pity. I'm asking for help. Every peso, every dollar you give goes straight to keeping my daughter alive to her medical bills, her transportation, her chance at reaching that birthday she dreams about.

Please, if you can donate anything at all, you're giving my daughter hope. You're giving me strength to keep fighting for her. Share our story. Help us show her that the world wants her to reach 15 and far beyond.