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Last Updated: June 17, 2022

Desperate

hi,

 

my reason for needing money is I need to do an emergency travel overseas. I need about 10-15k

Family there is really poor and we are dealing with a sick family member that needs funeral arrangements – they do not have any life insurance!

life has been way to hectic with other personal bills that I simply can’t afford to fly my family out there as well as help pay for a funeral. I hope you have some sympathy for me. Anything helps at this point

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Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: Canada

Last Updated: June 14, 2022

Mother has Passed, Need Financial Assistance

My mother, Cecily Clark Rassias passed away on April 18th, 2022. I desperately need the financial aid so I may assist my dad in paying for not only the funeral costs but also the costs for the necessary documentation needed (Death Certificates and others), and for possible Lawyer costs for the probate courts and what else ever that needs to be done. There isn’t too much I can do on a tutor’s salary and I am not going to ask for too much but $5,000 USD just to help my dad out at the bare minimum would be appreciated. My dad is a hardworking individual and is barely holding it together, though I keep catching him crying from missing her, I don’t blame him. I miss her too and though we are trying to remain strong it is harder and harder with this pressing weight of all the stuff we need to get done, especially so with the rising gas prices and everything else involved with daily day to day life.

I am once again going to reiterate, I miss my mother so desperately and want to honor her for her life, but we need a bit of assistance in order to make sure we can remain afloat whilst paying for the various stuff we need too for daily living. Accidents and Life are a natural mixer, so I ask from the community please assist us if not for me but for my father so we can more easily transition to a new phase in life, one that can hopefully be happier moving past this devastating blow to our collective happiness and overall stability. I certainly hope the community here can help us even if it is not the asked for amount, and I do hope once again that we can get aid from this website because time is always going and I am not to sure what else they can make us pay for. However I will keep a stiff upper lip and keep on chugging along.

I once again beg, please assist my dad and I with these rather expensive funeral costs. I don’t know what else to say other than thank you if you assist us and I hope to the high heavens that we get some aid because I am not sure if we will be able to keep the house she cherished so much too given these spiraling costs for maintenance and once again gas for our vehicles. Thank you tremendously if you do help us, once again five thousand USD is the amount we need to ask for total, no more no less.

paypal.me/AlexanderRassias

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: March 19, 2022

Just a girl with daddy issues trying to help offset the insane cost of burying her dad.

The past week has been one for the books. Very tiring, very emotional, and I can’t wait until I have the time to finally stop and breathe. 

Just not yet…

As some of you already know, my daddy passed away on February 15th. Yes, I still call him daddy at 39 years old. 

So how did we get here?

In September of last year, Mark had a stroke. I guess in some ways I feel like we’re lucky. Me and my damn optimism. His physical impairments the 1st couple weeks were moderate, with him needing a 1 or 2 person assist to do most things. He had good days and bad days, and there was no rhyme or reason as to why some days were better or worse than others. His mental impairments were also moderate. He was still very sharp with recognition and talking about his finances and remembering phone numbers.

After a couple weeks in the hospital he was transferred to a short term rehabilitation center to continue speech and physical therapy. He remained in pretty good spirits throughout his rehabilitation stay but he was ready to come home.

The nurses and doctors and case workers needed a plan of action for when he wasked finally released to go home. I became his power of attorney over his finances and health decisions and we decided to transfer him once more to a nursing home temporarily while I got his house ready for his arrival.

A lot of work has gone into the house. Before the stroke had let a lot of things go. While he chose to live in the condition that the house was in, he was also medically, physically and mentally able to make that decision for himself. He had planned on selling for cheap and finding a smaller more manageable home to live in.

He had no heat, hot water, or working plumbing. By no means was he able to live like that after the toll the stroke took on him. If a case worker came to look at the house in the state it was in I’m sure they wouldn’t just say no, it would be a resounding HELL NO.

So my boyfriend and I with help of a few friends had literally transformed the house back into a home, for the most part.

The septic tank needs emptied still and we’re in dire need of a water softener with filtration. We also need an oven, a cook top, a bathroom vanity, among a few other things.

The electric needs updated badly. We’re talking 1960’s, no ground, electric. Half the house has no electric, I’m assuming a bad breaker but I’m not touching it… I had someone come look at it and they wouldn’t touch it either.

So we got him transferred to a nursing home in Whitehall, which he absolutely hated. I reassured him every visit that we were working as fast as possible to get him home.

My last visit there in the beginning of February was different. It felt different, he seemed different. I can’t begin to imagine the isolation and loneliness he felt. I feel like he was losing his faith in me to get him home where he belongs.

He wasn’t talking much to me, just barely responding to what I was saying. At this point I didn’t blame him.

I said goodbye, kissed his cheek and left.

A few days later I get a call from his nurse saying he isn’t doing well, that she recommends hospice and that I need to come see him. She said bloodwork came back fine, but he wasn’t eating and was lifeless.

I felt like he was giving up, I had taken too long and that this was it.

When I got to the nursing home I sat in my car for a little while prepping myself for what I was gonna say and so I wouldn’t start bawling in front of him. A squad pulled in about the same time I did and I had a feeling, but at the same time I hadn’t received any calls either.

I get stopped halfway down the hallway for his nurse to say he got squaded out to the hospital, he wasn’t doing good at all and she gave me a number for hospice.

When I got to the hospital and saw the decline in his health over a matter of about a week, I couldn’t believe it. He looked so frail and weak. He wasn’t talking still, he just looked empty.

The nurse told me that he was sick, full of infection. He had over a liter of urine in his bladder and a severe UTI. One of the issues that was caused by the stroke is he doesn’t empty his bladder. It’s like his body forgot how to pee.

His potassium level was critical and they placed him in ICU where he stayed until the 14th.

They gave him aggressive antibiotics, fluids, you name it, and I was expecting him to bounce back. But day after day he remained the same… still sick, still not himself. I was scared I was running out of time. The hospital said they could keep treating him, keeping him a prisoner with all their wires and tubes and blood draws OR they could stop the treatment and he could go home.

There had been too much damage by the time he was admitted, he even had acute renal failure by then.

I spoke with hospice about his pending release and they started preparations for everything. Any equipment he may need, any doctor visits would be to his house. He never had to go back to a hospital or nursing home again.

Finally, I could give him what he wants, which is just the comfort of being in his own home. Hospice isn’t a death sentence, he could live 10 more years. Hospice has come a long way in recent years and it was exactly what he wanted and needed.

I made the arrangements and on the 14th he got brought home on a stretcher. He was responsive, he was aware he was home. After we got him in bed I said, daddy, you’re home! He got the biggest smile on his face and I felt like everything after that was going to be ok, no matter what. 

He couldn’t do anything at all by himself except lay there. A part of me thought there was hope, that every day, every hour, every minute, if I stayed by his side, fed him, moved his arms and his legs that he would regain strength and one day we would walk down to the pond again. 

But once again, the positive, naive voice inside me was silenced with a quickness.

Hospice came in the morning the next day, as she’s explaining things to me about her plan of action, she paused when she heard his breathing and said, Listen to me….

So daddy pretty much started the dying process shortly after he got home. There’s several stages to it when a person is going naturally. She made him as comfortable as possible while I tried to make the best of the few hours we had left. We couldn’t figure out what he was waiting for, he should have left hours ago. But he kept hanging on…

Around 8 that evening my mom decided to go home, she’d be back in the morning. As soon as she pulled out of the driveway his breathing changed and he was gone within minutes. I don’t know if he was just enjoying being with his family, or if he just didn’t want to hurt my mom by leaving. Either way, it fills my heart and gives me a feeling of peace.

His suffering was over. I felt such relief for him along with such grief. 

Years before he had some final wishes drawn up along with a small insurance policy. Very small.

While reviewing his final wishes, I learned my dad wanted to rest in the mausoleum, just like my grandparents. Unfortunately, the money he left for his final expenses is nowhere close to enough to fulfill his request. In fact it isn’t enough for a basic service and burial. 

I am completely drowning in debt from the expenses incurred over the last 5 months that he was sick.

The last thing I want is to go against his final wishes, he trusted me to make these things happen. So I’m asking for some help. The money I raise will be paid to Greenlawn Cemetery for his spot in the wall.

Any donation is appreciated, no matter the size because it all adds up.

I want to thank you all in advance for your contributions, it means the world to us.

I know a lot of you are going to read through this and ultimately decide not to donate. And that’s totally fine. It seems as though there’s always someone asking for money for something. 

All I ask is for you to put yourself in my shoes for a moment. 

During a time that money is the very last thing on my mind and all I want to do is grieve, I am instead dedicating precious time to trying to get money. It just doesn’t seem fair or right.

I find the cost of even a basic service and burial to be outrageous. Unfortunately it’s a necessity, so here we are…

I am grateful that he had his final wishes drawn up and left a little bit of money to go towards everything. I couldnt imagine trying to figure it all out by myself because of course I want everything to be perfect for him.

If you take anything from this chapter in our lives, let it be this:

The conversation may be hard to start and even harder to finish, but don’t put it off. Your loved ones will go through enough without trying to set up arrangements without your input.

I’m 39 and felt like I was kinda young to get life insurance. I know I sound like a salesman right now, but I got $100,000 policy for $11 a month. That’s plenty to take care of my final wishes, without leaving a burden on my family. 

Please consider donating, even if it’s a few dollars. And please share this, it would mean the world to us.

Thank you 

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: December 1, 2021

Help me recoup the cost of a funeral

Hello, my name is Vincent, and I live in the UK. I am making an earnest plea for financial assistance since paying for a funeral.

So, planning ahead, I recently purchased a funeral plan in September 2021, at a cost of £1595. I had several reasons for doing so. Firstly, it would be simply unfair to burden any of my relatives with the hefty cost of a funeral as they may not be able to afford to pay at the time of my passing, and most funerals can cost three to four times the price of the plan that I have settled for. The funeral plan is for a direct cremation with no attendees, it’s a very minimal ceremony. Secondly, it gives me peace of mind knowing that my body will be properly taken care of when I die. Subsequently, after taking out the plan, my savings have dwindled rapidly, and, as I write this I have only enough money in my bank account for another four months or so, so I am in need of monetary assistance to help to pay for bills, rent, food etc.

At this particular moment I find myself unemployed, which only makes my predicament more precarious. I am actively seeking suitable employment, just like many others, but can only seem to find vacancies that are temporary, part-time or pay minimum wage with no real job security. Preferably I am seeking a position that will give me a lengthy contract and chances of promotion.

I would also like to put any generous donations that I receive towards purchasing a new android phone. The phone that i currently possess at the moment is a Samsung Galaxy, and I have had numerous problems with this model, since I purchased it back in January 2019. Buying a new android phone would very probably cost £150, which is a luxury I cannot afford at the present time.

Also I have a health issue which I would like to address. Since February 2018, I have been suffering with shoulder pain, which I believe maybe a nerve problem. If possible, I would like to engage the services of an acupuncturist, at a cost of £40 per appointment. I am unsure how many appointments I would need to hopefully eradicate the chronic pain.

My primary goal in making this plea is to recoup the money that I paid for my funeral, although any extra monies received would be very welcome.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Warmest regards,

Vincent

 

PayPal.Me/VincentKentfield

 

 

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: UK

Last Updated: November 29, 2021

Unforeseen Expenses

In April 2021 my son passed away suddenly. We were able to have him cremated and have a small service for him at the time. However, I was unaware of the financial challenges that our family would continue to face throughout the year.

My son has 3 children at the time of his death under the age of 2. One child was born 2 months after his death. To have him listed on the birth certificate we have to retain a family law attorney to establish paternity per our county clerk of courts.

Additionally, at the time I was not able to think clearly and did not secure a plot for my son’s child to visit. Since then I have decided to have some of his ashes buried so his children can visit him.

Our family at the time did have a go-fund-me for funeral expenses but once it met our minimum goal we ended the fund. In hindsight this was a terrible idea. I personally do not like to take from others, however I should have continued to accept donations as we have on going expenses.
Our stressful year has not limited to inconsistent employment for myself, his sisters and mothers of his children (as well).

I am hoping to raise the following

$1600 plot and cremates burial

$2,500 headstone

$5000 Attourney retainer to establish paternity.

anything above and beyond would be used to pay off the $10k debt acquired since April and/or deposited into a trust for his children.

We are working hard as a family to keep pushing forward but we are having barrier after barrier bring us down.

The children are entitled to some social security survivor benefits, however at this time we are unaware of the amount.

This has truly been a humbling experience.
My son was a loving father, my family intends to provide as he would however, this year has been overwhelming to say the least.

Blessings,

J

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/jenniferljenks

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: October 2, 2021

My Grandfather’s funeral needs $3,000. Please donate.

I just can’t put this into any words but I’ll try my best to explain this devastating situation.  My grandmother called my mother about his passing, saying he wouldn’t wake up, and ever since that night, I still don’t understand any of this or why it even happened in the first place.

My grandfather has always been a great role model even to my siblings up until this point and I just wish that I appreciated him way more than I did while he was alive.

Yes, I loved my grandfather and treated him like my parents but I think I just took him for granted and for so long up until his passing, and this left me with so much regret.  My siblings are mourning with me for hours on end everyday, and while wondering why? Why must it be him? Why is it our grandfather and not someone else’s?

Every time he came over I couldn’t help but smile whenever I saw his face.  He filled my family up with so much happiness and I just couldn’t imagine what life would be like without him on my side making my sides hurt with laughter.  I’ll never even forget his hugs, and every single one he gave me was so tight.  And of course there was also a lot of love in each one too.  And they were so tight and long to where it almost seemed like he knew he wasn’t gonna visit us again, and ever since that one call I haven’t been the same.  No one should experience their loved one’s going away before their very own eyes, not even your worst enemies.

Trying to cope with this situation isn’t even close to being easy.  I miss school a bunch of times, I stay up all night while stress eating and on top of that I just can’t find a reason to live anymore without my grandfather.  I’m doing my absolute hardest while speaking out to my friends and family about my depression.  And while I’m forever grateful to have so many amazing people on my side for my mental health and well-being, I can never thank them enough for their kindness and support.

It’s hard, and I know he’s in heaven, which is a better place for him to be in.  I still think it would be best for him to stay on earth with his family, and just for one last time before he goes back to the heavenly gates with the lord.

But while this is all happening, my mother and father are finding it hard to pay for my grandfather’s funeral.  They came up short with the money during all of these covid shenanigans and now we need anyone’s help at the moment, and my grandmother is in the same situation.  They are trying their absolute best to gain but it’s almost impossible to get a job when the pay won’t cover an angel’s funeral in time.  $3,000 is all we ask for, and we totally understand if you don’t wanna donate, because we can’t force you, but it would be very, very helpful if you did.  Thank you guys, and I hope the rest of your lovely lives are peaceful and free from sorrow.

Please donate:

https://paypal.me/CalebAyi?locale.x=en_US

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: July 14, 2021

Mother’s funeral expense and other debt she had

I am a disabled vet 70% rating and I am barley making ends meet. My mother passed on June 4th 2021 and I am stuck with all here debt plus the cost of the funeral. I normally don’t need help being the VA gives me a monthly check but these bills are ridiculous and total 12,000 dollars. I don’t have that kind of cash I drive a 99 homda civic for crying out loud  I maxed out my credit card for the funeral but I’m stuck with the medical bills now. My mom is the second picture last one I have of her.line_1577237557418.jpg  This is just a really hard time for me and  Any help would be greatly appreciated and welcomed. FB_IMG_1441975053719.jpgline_1572203085605.jpg

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: July 9, 2021

Need money for bills, college attendance, and car

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Asking for money is not something I take pride in doing, but since times have gotten tough I’ve decided to put it aside and ask for help. I have a part time job helping the elderly but it does not pay well at all, only coming in at 8.16 an hour. On top of that jbhave no car so I am not able to work certain shifts. I have asked for a little pay increase but was shot down since I do not work full time. I’ve recently just graduated highschool (yay me!) and I am going on to college for nursing because it’s my passion and I love helping and taking care of people. The only problem is that my financial aid ended up putting me short. I’ve tried working to bridge the gap but unexpectedly my great grandmother passed away. I had to take time off work to help plan the funeral putting me and my aunt behind in income. I lived with her and helped take care of her along with me aunt. I was very close with her and I miss her dearly. It rare for there to be such a close great grandchild and great grandmother relationship but I am so blessed that I was able to have it. My aunt was out of work helping take care of her and needs helping paying for her bills and expenses.
On top of that I have to start saving up for a car! I have some money set aside but not quite enough to be able to make a purchase. I need a car to be able to work more, take my cousin who lives with us to school (my aunt has gone back to work and can’t pick her up, she’s trying to work doubles to get money for the expenses), and travel to and from school.
Any amount would be grateful I am jut looking for about 2k but if I am unable to get it, that is perfectly fine. Thank you for taking the time to read this and have an amazing day!

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Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: April 1, 2021

Please help me rescue a family heirloom

Back in 2017 when my mother was very unwell, I pawned my grandad’s gold pocket watch to help with expenses. Unfortunately she died in October 2017, and after the funeral and other things were paid for, I have never had the money to reclaim this item. I have kept basic interest payments ticking over but that’s all. I now feel bad that I did it, although people did say to me at the time ‘Grandad would have wanted to help’. Now I really want to get the watch back. My son gets married later this year in October, and I would love to eventually gift the watch to him. He never met my grandad, but he loved old photos of him, and listening to my mum telling stories about his great grandad. The watch is a family heirloom, and I sometimes can’t believe I gave it up, even for the good cause of helping my mum. I always thought I would be able to pay it back eventually, but COVID 19, as with so many people, has caused my working hours to be cut. Although things hopefully will get a bit better in the future, I can’t see me being able to pay back enough to reclaim the watch, and it is just going to go on forever with me trying to keep up with the interest only, and never actually getting the watch back.
At the moment to repay the watch in full I would need about £1430 to pay off the original loan plus the interest. But any amounts towards this would be gratefully received.

I unfortunately have no photos of the watch, but it is a typical gentleman’s gold pocket watch and chain, that you would wear with a three piece suit, such as you would see in old photos. It was gifted to my grandad when he retired from the coal mining business. It is engraved with his name. As you can see from the amount I got for the pawn loan, it is worth quite a bit of money – I could have got more, but I’m glad I didn’t or things would be even worse! But it is worth a lot in sentimental value as well.

I have attached photos of parts of my pawnbroker agreement, showing the amounts to be paid as of the end of January – more interest has been added since then, and showing that it is listed as ‘Misc. Watch 9 carat, weight 132.36g’.

As I said above, any amounts would be very gratefully received to help pay back the loan on this item. No amount too small, and hopefully they will all add up!

Thank you so much for reading.

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/Karen197126

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Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: UK

Last Updated: March 16, 2021

Funeral for my grandmother

This week, as we said goodbye to Grandma Sheila, it hit me how incredibly lucky I have been to have my lovely grandmother with me for 42 years.

Not only with me, but an integral, close part of my life.

It is rare for a grandparent-grandchild relationship to be so essential and so long-lasting, but then, Grandma Sheila was that exceptional kind of person every single day of her life.

Until the last couple of years, my grandmother had more energy and interest in life than anyone I’ve ever known.

When I was living in Washington, D.C. in my 20s, she and Grandpa Artie came to visit.

They must have been in their 70s at the time, and we went all over town—shopping, dinner, movies.

After seeing a Hitchcock film that Saturday night, Grandma and Grandpa said, “Ok, where are we going now?”

I was so exhausted that I insisted it was time for bed.  They looked at me with surprise—and disappointment—because they would have gone for dessert, coffee, more living, more life.

My grandmother was an incredible matriarch.  Really, she was the regal leader in our family.

She baked and cooked and babysat and took us shopping and saw our new clothes when we were little.

She was always present, part of our everyday lives in such a tangible way.

As a child, I had friends whose grandparents had retired to Florida and I remember feeling that while they were lucky enough to get a yearly trip to warmer weather, I was even luckier, because I had my grandparents all the time.

That constant loving presence really shapes a person.

From our grandparents, we learn where we come from, we learn our history, we learn who we are.

Once, when I was 12, my grandmother took me for a day of shopping at Fairlane Mall.

I was so excited to share with her my favourite music—early 1980s rap.  She agreed to play my radio station in her car as she drove us carefully down the Southfield Freeway.

As we came up over a hill, we didn’t know there was a car stalled in the centre lane.

Grandma reacted quickly, extended her arm in front of me to protect me, and with the other arm, masterfully steered around the car, spinning out across the three freeway lanes onto the shoulder.  It was terrifying.  The first car accident I had ever been in.

The car stopped, she checked to make sure we were both ok, then leaned over and shut off the radio.

I felt terrible that my music caused my grandmother to get in an accident.

Of course, it didn’t, and she told me that later, but she never said a harsh word.

She simply pulled back onto the road and took us quietly to the mall and we spent the afternoon shopping and talking as if nothing had happened.

What made my grandmother special?  So wonderful?  Her elegance.  She always looked the picture of perfection and grace.

She knew everyone in Detroit, and everyone knew her.  Even better, no one ever had a bad word to say about my grandmother.

She loved deeply and fully, all of us.  She was the kind of person who just had more love in her heart for the more people who joined our lives.

This story of my grandmother wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t pay homage to her incredible cooking.  It seemed anything she made was delicious—even my children thought her Campbell’s vegetable soup was amazing!

When I lived in New York, Grandma Sheila sent me Jacobson’s boxes full of her double-chocolate brownies and once, I made the mistake of bringing them to work—I barely got one for myself.

She taught me to make gefilte fish from scratch.

I took this very seriously, as quite an honour, and showed up on a Sunday before Passover one year to help her chop the fish in her big wooden bowl, twice, so it came out extra fluffy.

There were fish heads bobbing in a pot of boiling water and carrots cooking and so many steps in this assembly line process.

The apartment reeked of cooking fish and by the time we were done, so did I—my hair, my clothing, everything.

I went home and showered to rid myself of the smell—but the next day at work, when I unzipped my purse that had been with me at Grandma’s apartment, out wafted the scent of fish.  For a week I carried that smell with me!

One year when I couldn’t make it home for Passover, I called Grandma Sheila for her matzo ball soup recipe.

The secret, she said, was fresh dill. I wrote down everything she said and drove all over town looking for a whole pullet cut into eighths, parsnip, parsley root, everything she listed.

In my apartment, which I shared with one friend, I spent half a day cooking and when I finally sat down at our little table by myself with a steaming bowl in front of me, that first bite, full of dill, made me feel like I was at my grandparents’ Passover table, rather than alone in another city.

My grandparents were a large part of the reason I moved back to Michigan.  After all, what is life without family to support you, to love you unconditionally, to be at your side through good and through bad?

As I have shared the news this week of my grandmother’s state, friends and colleagues have mentioned how old they were when they lost their grandparents.  The oldest was late 20s.

I come back to this notion that for 42 years, my grandmother has been an influential and important part of my life.  Until this last week, I hadn’t realized how truly exceptional that is.  Many marriages never last that long!

She is so much a part of who I am that even though I knew she would one day leave us, I can’t quite believe she is gone.

Grandma Sheila—you impacted my life in so many ways.

You shaped who I am.  You shaped who my children are.  You influenced all of us so greatly.

I will always love you and save a special corner of my heart to keep you with me.

And I know we will miss you every day of our lives.

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: January 25, 2021

Any help please

Ok my dad passed away suddenly from covid on 27th December. He had no insurance so we scrapping funds to help where we can. However I feel I am going to have to finish my counsellor course due to finances. If anyone could help in anyway would be huge help. Even any advice or support in way would be really welcomed.

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: UK

Last Updated: January 11, 2021

Funeral

Hi my names sammie and I’m 19, my mum Kim 51, unexpectedly passed away 3 days ago and sadly i can’t afford for an average funeral which is around £4.000 and especially within these times I’m currently out of work and already in debt. My heart breaks as after her giving me all she had in life i can’t even afford to give her a decent send off so any donations would be appreciated so so much. Thanks for taking this time to help me i will be forever thankful of all the help. thank you!

paypal.me/wilkinson719

 

Filed Under: Funeral Costs Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: September 7, 2020

Need Help. My Father Passed. I’m Deeply In Debt, And Unable To Maintain What He Left Behind.

Beginning back in March, I had lost my job and taken to being an independent contractor in the gig economy to try and make ends meet. At the same time, my father had started losing weight, complaining about not feeling well, and started becoming irrationally angry. I would constantly talk with him, bringing up that he should go see a doctor. He would always decline. These conversations continued until late May, and by early June he had stopped picking up his phone.

 

In June, he had become angrier, spending most of his time in bed. I had taken to stopping by his home each day to take care of his animals as he was very rarely up and moving. On the rare times he was up and moving, he was moving unsteadily at a shuffle. Compared to his ability to walk, talk, and drive just a few months earlier, it was a stark contrast. He could barely walk, and no longer drive. The food in the refrigerator was left untouched, slowly molding. Still, he refused to seek out help.

 

On July 22nd, one of his neighbors called the non-emergency police for a wellness check, as he had left his dog out while my father had fallen asleep. He was responsive, and EMS did a vitals check. But, he was spending more and more of his time sleeping. If he wasn’t sleeping, then he was complaining about how unwell he was feeling. It was at this time he finally decided to make an appointment to see a doctor for Monday, August 3rd.

 

I arrived at his home on the 3rd to take him to the doctor. He complained more about not feeling well, and refused to go his doctor’s appointment. That day I told him I was taking his dog to make sure that she would be cared for. I also tried speaking with him about whether or not he had a will. After a thorough search of his home I have decided that he was not aware of the questions I was asking him anymore.

 

On the 5th of August, I stopped by again. This time to do some light cleaning around his home. Around 3:30 in the afternoon he tried twice to stand from his bed. He fell each time, with his lower jaw looking as if it was trying to retract into his neck. I brought him a cane, told him that I loved him, and then went to the neighbors to inform them that I didn’t believe he was going to be living much longer. They, again, called the non-emergency police line. The police showed up a little after 4. My father was unresponsive. EMS quickly followed the police, and confirmed that he had passed.

 

Since then, I have been unable to keep my bank account in the positive, my credit cards are currently maxed out, I am unable to pay his mortgage company to keep his home from being foreclosed on, and I have been unable to take care of any bills. Thank you to whoever can help me. I feel like I’m drowning in sorrow and debt.

 

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Last Updated: June 2, 2020

Mother of 2 wonderful children suddenly dies

My sister whom has loved on Oklahoma for the past 20 years has recently died due to asthma. She died at home while her children were there in the early morning hours on May 31, 2020. It has been tough on everyone. She was only 32 years old with a 13 year old son and a 10 year old daughter.

It is especially hard on my family because we are trying to figure out a way to bring her body back to Arkansas my home state from Oklahoma. The funeral director says that it will be $2,700 to do so. She did not have any life or burial insurance and the family does not have that kind of money. It hurts me deep to know that I can’t help my sister in her passing.

This is why I am posting this because I am literally begging as this is my last resort. I am asking for $3000 to bring my sisters body home to have a proper funeral and to bury her in the ground. Any donation will help. Please open your hearts because tomorrow is not promised to anyone. Love on your family and tell them that you love them everyday. I never got the chance to tell my sister that but she knew I loved her unconditionally.

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Last Updated: May 7, 2020

Needing help to fly home for a funeral

Asking for help to obtain $500.00 or even fly miles to Indiana from Florida.  For Plane tickets to make it to a funeral this week for myself and my 12 yr old daughter.

I just moved to Florida from Indiana with my children and I just received news that my best friend of 35 years just lost her son, he was battling depression that nobody was aware of, he had went to the hospital earlier in the morning for stabbing himself, and was released home due to covid-19. A few hours later he began stabbing himself in the neck,heart,and other places. The police showed up and he was mentally unstable and things escalated and they shot him 5 times and he died. I helped raise this little boy he was 21 years old. My fiancé of 7 years committed suicide in 2016, I sympathize deeply.  I have done public speaking for mental awareness and suicide prevention. However, with that said, I know my best friend, and I know right now in her mind she has nothing else to live for. I desperately need help going home for the funeral and to possibly see my best friend one last time. The monies is for a plane ticket and or car rental. whichever I can obtain first. I must take my 12 yr old daughter with me and that’s why the amount is more then it would be if traveling alone. Im grateful for any help and I am embarrassed to ask for it, but I have no other option. This means a lot to me. Thank you in advance

Funeral is for Spencer Calvert from Portland Indiana. Incase anyone wanted to verify my asking of help. My oldest daughter is 20. She lives back in Indiana with her boyfriend and she isn’t taking the news very well either. I understand the magnitude of help Im asking for, but I am at a rock and a hard place at the moment. I thought renting a car would be better, but they want a major credit card and I dont have one.

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