Keep Trying to Care for Newborn Baby Monkeys, Even Though My Health Condition Is Declining
Life often tests us in ways we never expect. For me, the challenge has been balancing my own declining health with my deep love and responsibility for caring for newborn baby monkeys. These tiny, fragile beings depend so much on human support when they are abandoned or in need, and despite the struggles of my body, I find the strength to keep going because their survival depends on it.
Every day begins with uncertainty—will I have enough energy, will the pain be manageable, will I be able to give them the care they deserve? Yet, when I see their small eyes searching for comfort, when I hear their soft cries, something inside me awakens. It is as though their innocence gives me courage, reminding me that love is stronger than weakness.
Feeding time is the most precious. Holding a newborn monkey in my arms, carefully offering the bottle, I feel both fragile and powerful at the same time. My health may be fading, but in those moments I know I am giving life, giving hope. Their little hands gripping my fingers feel like a promise—if I keep trying, they will keep fighting too.
There are days when exhaustion nearly wins, when I wonder if I can go on. But then I remember that these baby monkeys have no one else. They rely on the warmth of my hands, the gentleness of my touch, and the consistency of my care. Even in weakness, love pushes me forward.
Caring for them is not just about feeding and shelter—it is about showing them that they are not alone in this world. And in return, they give me something priceless: purpose, joy, and the courage to keep trying, even when my health is slipping away.
Every day is a battle, but it is also a gift. As long as I can, I will continue to care for these newborn baby monkeys. Because love, even from a fragile heart, is still powerful enough to save a life.