Hello, and thank you for reading. I am an educated, college grad who was working for the DOCC. Three years ago I left the work force to take care of my mom diagnosed with breast cancer. She passed away 01/04/2020, and her birthday was 02/02/2020. We held her final memorial on 02/01/2020. I have applied to various organizations, seeking to get back into the work force, unfortunately the pass years have been a struggle, and financially I have not been able to catch up.
My National grid is behind, cable, phone, everything. All of which I am struggling to keep. However the debt that I am facing from rent has been the most difficult to manage. I am seeking to have donated $3000 towards the back rent that has accumulated over time. I am scheduled for Court on the 20th of February.
I reside with my set of twins, and we have lived in our area since they were 5 years old. Throughout the time, and gradually as my mom’s illness worsened, work became less and less until nonexistence. I interviewed twice this week, just today. I can see over the horizon, as I have yet to lose faith. It is important to me to keep my twins in the district as they are in their last three year of school. the only district they’ve ever known. My mom resided with us up until her last days, and we’ve all been put through a test of time. I want to take the burden off of my twins, myself, and find some peace again. As my mother would say, “the new normal”. Family members have given what they could over time, however that tends to grow thin, particularly since my mom has passed. I’m not sure what type of individual responds let alone donates to funds like this, other than to think they are true gifts. Working in human services for over 25 years, I’ve always prided myself on the work that I did. The diverse populations that I’ve worked with has humbled me to know that there are all sorts of situations and circumstances in life, and that nor I am too good to be facing challenges. It certainly doesn’t come easy, asking for help. I’d dream of various scenarios that would simple wash things away. But they are just fantasy. When morning come, it’s all a reality again. I’ve loss so much over the years. Just about everything short of my mind these pass three months, and still I hang on. I wish my mom was still here. I think about her often, cried today, and manage to go on. A donation certainly wouldn’t bring her back, but somehow getting through this will lesson her loss a bit, and I’d know that cancer didn’t take everything from me.
My paypal is, paypal.me/Wells1010
Thank you for reading,