“I was 21 and newly engaged.
The loss of my father was still fresh;
he had passed away suddenly, and we were still trying to find our footing without him.
Since his passing, things around the house had gotten badly neglected.
Creaking doors, clogged toilets, peeling paint.
I was embarrassed to bring my chosson home to our apartment. What would he think of us?
Then we reached out to Shomati, and within days, they sent a repairman who quietly fixed the essentials.
To some people, it may not sound like much, but to me it meant everything.
I was able to bring my chosson home with pride.
Thank you, Shomati.”
