My husband and I fell in love August 31, 2012 under a blue moon. We were in each other’s periphery for years (same school, many mutual friends, same parties even after high school) but for one reason or another never really talked. But that night the stars must have aligned for us. We were in love and wasted no time building our life together. After a few months together we knew we wanted to start a family, and I became pregnant with our son. We moved in with family to save money. We both worked full time and focused on saving up for our new life. Unfortunately, at just 18 weeks pregnant, i developed preeclampsia. I was put on bedrest, and was told to get ready for a very premature baby. While tough, my husband and I had each other, and we knew we could do anything. Against all odds, I made it to 35 weeks and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. It took months for my body to recover, but I was finally cleared to work. Our son was eight months old when my husband was in a horrible car accident. He suffered a traumatic brain injury, and we weren’t even sure if he would wake up. I was told to expect him to be in the neuro icu for months, then rehab for many more months after that. But much to the doctors’ surprise, my husband was released from the ICU after 3 days to the rehab facility. A week after the crash I discovered I was pregnant again. My health started declining pretty quickly and I lost my job. My husband miraculously recovered and was back to work in a month, but I was put on hospital bed rest at 25 weeks and our daughter was born at 31 weeks. She spent a month in the NICU. Things were tough at times, but my husband and I had each other. We went through more in our first few years than many people do in a lifetime. However, it took years to get our finances in order to finally get out on our own. We finally made it in March of last year. My health never returned to normal, and the last few years have been spent in and out of hospitals, but we still managed. We had our kids, our home, and each other. And for a few months, everything was okay. We lived paycheck to paycheck, but we were happy. We started working more to try to get money saved, but it caused our income to be a few hundred dollars to high for me to qualify for medical assistance. I lost my insurance, and eventually couldn’t afford to pay for my 3 blood pressure medications, which caused me to get sicker, and I had to cut back my hours. Then, our car breaks down. Thousands to fix it, but we now had to uber or find rides to work, and we started to fall behind on everything. Our bank account went negative, and bills started piling up, and despite trying as hard as we could, we couldn’t pull ourselves out of it. Eventually our rent fell behind, and now we have 10 days to come up with the back rent our we will be removed. My son is supposed to start kindergarten next week, and I don’t even know where we will be. My husband and i are still as strong as ever, but this time I don’t see us coming out on top. Ive applied for financial help, but my county is not even accepting applications for section 8. Thank you for listening, and feel free to email me any questions.