Adelina

My mother passed away on May 19, 2024, in a tragic motorcycle accident. Life after that felt completely unreal. At just 18 years old, I suddenly found myself trying to navigate a loss I could barely comprehend while also caring for my two younger siblings, who were both only 10 years old. Taking those first few steps forward felt like trying to climb Mount Everest.nDuring one of the darkest and most overwhelming times in my life, the FDR Foundation found me through the motorcycle community and immediately reached out to help. Through events, raffles, and the generosity of the motorcycle community, the FDR Foundation raised enough money to help keep my siblings and me in our mother's home for nearly a year. They gave us something I desperately needed during that time: stability. I didn't have to constantly worry about whether we would be able to keep the lights on or have food on the table while we were trying to figure out how to move forward without our mom. But the FDR family didn't stop there. They have continued to support me by giving me a place on their race team, allowing me to race in honor of and for the Foundation. More than just a race team, they gave me a community and a family when I wasn't sure I would ever feel that sense of family again. Motorcycles were already a huge part of my life, but the FDR Foundation showed me that the motorcycle community can be so much more than riding. It can be people showing up when you need them most, lifting you up when you don't have the strength to do it yourself, and reminding you that you don't have to go through the hardest moments of your life alone. I will forever be grateful to the FDR Foundation and everyone who supported me and my siblings when we needed it most. They didn't just help us financially, they helped give us a chance to keep moving forward, and they gave me a family I never expected to find.