I am reaching out for help to keep my home. I am a single, divorced mother of 2 small children and got behind on my mortgage payments. I worked hard at making sure we had a home. I applied for a modification to help reduce my mortgage payments. I was notified today that our home may go into foreclosure. I am behind $8000. 5 mortgage payments. I struggle every day and we love our tiny house. I am hoping my modification gets approved so that will help me further in staying on top of my payments. We are very active and involved in scouts, my boys are black belts in karate, play hockey, soccer, tennis and are straight A students. I try so hard to keep us going everyday and never complain or yell. I smile through it all. I don’t date or go out. I work and help my boys. Bottom line.  Please help us keep our home. We love it here.

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Mike is a 62yo Veteran who is Losing his Family Home due to a Stroke.  Mike has worked his whole life to provide for his family 5 children and his  wife, friends and strangers in need. If you are in need No just isn’t in Mike’s vocabulary.  Most weeks Mike works 6 days as a self-employed landscaper. Rain, shine,104° Mike is out there doing everything he can to provide for all.  Today Mike needs your help to save what he has worked so hard for. You see less than 6 months ago Mike had a Stroke……..he couldn’t walk. Mike knew if he couldn’t walk he wouldn’t be able to mow his lawns and provide for his family. The doctors said he would have to go to a care facility 70 miles away from his wife Robin (who was still recovering from 2 Cancer surgery’s 1 in June and 1 in July of 2018) to learn how to walk again.  There was no way that Mike was going that far away from Robin, not after 30yr’s together. And Mike certainly wasn’t going to let down his customers.   With Mikes faith, strength and Robins love, After just 4 days in the Hospital Mike was up and walking on his own down the halls bringing ice chips and popsicles to his fellow patients. The doctors told Mike his recovery was a long uphill road but that he could go home and do out patient Stroke recovery treatment. While Mike has been recovering he has been unable to keep up the monthly mortgage payment on his home of 24 years. What should have been paid off in April 2019, Has become a $10,000 bank Foreclosure. Mike has worked hard in physical therapy and what could have taken years to relearn Mike has done in just a few short months. Mike has returned to his lawns and is able to keep up with his 2nd Mortgage at $460 per month due to a loan modification. But He is unable to catch that first mortgage up. Mike goes to work 6 days a week again although his doctors say he shouldn’t and does everything he can. It’s just not enough. That’s why I’m asking you to Please help save Mike’s home. Everything and anything helps. Please donate. Time is running out. The bank is going to take his Family home and sell it to pay the $10,000 that is left on his Mortgage. No amount is to small. With you help we can save Mike’s home.

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Several years ago I lost my dad to cancer then 2 years later I lost my wife of 25 years to cancer. I lost the 2 people that helped me deal with life. Then 2 years ago I lost my job that I had been working at for 40 years. I have been struggling to work odd jobs because of my disability. I have been trying to get disability payments but got denied and just sent in my appeal. I’ve also been taking care of my mom who has dementia for several years by myself. Also have been helping my daughter who is a single mom raise my granddaughter. In the last year several things have broke in my home that I haven’t had the money to fix. My water heater no longer works so I am not able to take showers at my house so I have to try to find places to take showers. Then my air conditioner broke so its been really hot in the house during the day and my mom just had to move in with me because of money running out so I am afraid the heat will end up killing her if I cant get it fixed soon. My fridge and stove also stopped working so I cant even keep any food or drinks in there now. I have been going to a therapist that has been kind enough not to charge me for the last year but she diagnosed me with major depressive disorder and anxiety disorder from everything going on. I struggle everyday just to stay alive. Dealing with all of this has really taken a toll on me physically, mentally and spiritually. I am now about to lose my home because I don’t make enough money to make the payments and then me and my 86 year old mother would be homeless. I am coming here to see if anyone could find it in their heart to help us. I would be forever grateful! Thank you in advance!!

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Hello and thank u for reading this truthful testimony.

I have been living in my home for over 25 years and now it is in  foreclosure. I started having hardships last year that preventing me from making my mortgage payments in September 2018. I tried very hard to go back to work but my conditions of anxiety and high blood pressure prevented me from holding on to a job. I tried to get jobs in October of 2018 and February of 2019 but I was not fast enough to keep up and I was let go of one of the jobs and the (former employer would not move me to another department). I am 54 years old so it is difficult for me to get a good paying job and I also have a 2 year Degree in Computer Technology but no one will hire me. I have tried sending resumes to every employer that I can think of. I am the type of person who does not like to ask for help but in this case I have few options. The mortgage company  knows I have a hardship but doesn’t care. I prayed for help in this matter because if I lose my home now it will be very difficult for me to buy a home in the future. The have put my home in foreclosure and the delivery company gave me the papers this last Sunday! I never meant for this bad situation to happen. I am actively looking for work and I have a job offer but I wont be able to make the reinstatement amount in time. I am showing a screenshot of the latest denial to prove that the situation is legit for I would never scam anyone. So if you are able please donate to my hardship. It would really make a great difference in my life. Finally, thank u for reading these words.

 

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Never thought it would come to begging, but for my kids i must put my pride aside. I work full time, have 2 daughters and am trying to provide as best i can for them.  I currently am in need of 4500 to pay property taxes for last year. I was out of work for a little while for medical reasons.  During that time interest piled on and i found myself playing catch up on all bills. Where i live they sell your property fast. I have been working as much overtime as they allow, and have been able to save 1100 towards the 5600 balance. So im now in need of 4500 by end of July. I am waiting to hear  from a part time job to see if i will be hired, but i am scared of leaving it up to just that. Any help would be appreciated, even if not full amount. The mire i can take to them, the more willing they will be to let me in an arrangement for the rest, but 1100 is just not enough.

 

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I find myself in a struggle I never could have imagined. Retelling the circumstances is painful and humbling but I am desperately out of options and I do not know where to turn.

I have been at the mercy of cancer and treatment and living with physical changes I do not recognize. Consequently, I am losing my home for unpaid real estate taxes.  I believed I’d be able to pull myself out of the slide but it seems that, despite actual breaks in some regards, I just cannot cure this financial crisis in the time I have. I work and have throughout but repeated setbacks have taken the ultimate toll.

The blame for this crisis could easily be put on cancer but it is difficult to accept that. My first cancer diagnosis was August 2011. I came through that ten month ordeal fairly unscathed, or so I thought. I was out of work for eight weeks, had excellent health insurance and chose to be a model “survivor”.  This happened to be the year I moved to my own home, living alone for the first time in my life.

The next year (2013) I was diagnosed with a second cancer, stage zero. I was determined to breeze through this without resentment. I had bought a home and was just beginning to settle so treatment began four months later when I was, again, out of work for eight weeks. Because I am a state employee I do not have employer provided disability insurance. At the same time it was becoming clear that the house I had purchased had been misrepresented and would need a good amount of work. I intended to get back to full health nd make it right, disappointed not defeated. I was realizing the challenges of being alone. I have no family, children, siblings or other. It was taking its toll.

Within weeks of returning to work I began having new symptoms I could not ignore. It took months to diagnose but the gynecological cancer was found with unexpected colorectal at the same time. Two more cancers within three years. All of 2015 was spent treating these with much radiation and chemo, working all but then weeks following the abdominal surgery. I lost much strength and hope this year. I kept on just the same.

At the beginning of 2016 I was devastated to learn the cancer remained. It was stage four and I was told there was no further treatment. Skip to the good news in this chronicle. I sought help at another cancer center, entered a clinical trial and was disease free by September. My spirit was restored and I began to think of the future.

In 2017 I had to have major abdominal reconstruction to address the damage that was done by radiation of the previous treatment. We had conquered the cancer but I was very physically destroyed. When it was suggested that I stop working I denied any possibility. I was vastly behind financially and was trying to be optimistic about being able to recover.

With my home being most important in my life I struggled to get a payment plan with the county for my taxes in arrears. This meant an additional $2000 every three months. I was sure I could find the strength with determination to keep my home.

And now, in 2018, while pushing to get back on track, I was struck one more time. The first week of last year we found another breast cancer, the result of radiation in 2011! Angiosarcoma is rare and aggressive but with what I’d survived I wasn’t ready to quit. This surgery was extensive and took me out of work for eighteen weeks. It was then that I defaulted in the property tax agreement and began the downward spiral.

I continue to work as much overtime as I am physically able but with a large sum from taxes in arrears, in addition to past years’ taxes, I am beyond what I can pay in a sum or borrow. I’ve attempted to sell but moving and managing this all alone seems insurmountable. There are no hardship options. I am disgraced by what this has become and five cancers in eight years carries little weight in financial survival terms. I have exhausted all options. I cannot ask acquaintances for such funds. I actually disclose my plight to very few people for a number of reasons. It is excruciating to hear people’s reaction to my medical maladies. People do judge. It is defeating to hear others make it sound so hopeless that it questions whether you should be alive. The attitude toward cancer is defeatist bit supportive in my single handed struggle to survive. I can’t stand being labeled or reminded of how unfortunate this is.

So I’m at a total loss and I’m hoping the kindness of people I don’t even know, in a last resort, will give promise and get me through so Sheldon, my nurse of a dog, and I will be able to keep our home. And remain cancer free. And pay it back to the next soul in need to keep faith

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My friend TJ finds herself in a struggle she never could have imagined. Retelling the circumstances is painful and, no doubt, humbling but she is desperately out of options and does not know where to turn.

She has been at the mercy of cancer and treatment and living with physical changes she does not recognize. Consequently, losing her home for unpaid real estate taxes. She believed she’d be able to pull herself out of the slide but it seems that, despite actual breaks in some regards, she cannot cure this financial crisis in the time given. This woman works and has throughout but repeated setbacks have taken the ultimate toll.

The blame for this crisis could easily be put on cancer but it is difficult to accept that. Her first cancer diagnosis was August 2011. She came through that ten month ordeal fairly unscathed, or so we thought. Out of work for eight weeks, had excellent health insurance and chose to be a model “survivor”. This happened to be the year she moved to her own home, living alone for the first time in her life.

The next year (2013) she was diagnosed with a second cancer, stage zero. She was determined to breeze through this without resentment. She had bought a home was just beginning to settle so treatment began four months later when she was, again, out of work for eight weeks. Because she is a state employee she does not have employer provided disability insurance. At the same time it was becoming clear that the house she purchased had been misrepresented and would need a good amount of work. She intended to get back to full health and make it right, disappointed not defeated but was realizing the challenges of being alone. She has no family, children, siblings or other. It was taking its toll.

Within weeks of returning to work she began having new symptoms she could not ignore. It took months to diagnose but the gynecological cancer was found with unexpected colorectal at the same time. Two more cancers within three years. All of 2015 was spent treating these with much radiation and chemo, working all but the weeks following the abdominal surgery. She lost much strength and hope that year, yet kept on just the same.

At the beginning of 2016 it was devastating to learn the cancer remained. It was stage four and she was told there was no further treatment. Skip to the good news in this chronicle. She sought help at another cancer center, 250 miles from home, entered a clinical trial and was disease free by September. I did my best to contribute by driving her to her treatment every three weeks for as long as I could. Her spirit was restored and she began to think of the future.

In 2017 she had to have major abdominal reconstruction to address the damage that was done by radiation of the previous treatment. She had conquered the cancer but she was very physically destroyed. When it was suggested that she stop working she denied any possibility. Vastly behind financially, and facing new expenses, she was trying to be optimistic about being able to recover.

With her home being most important in life, she struggled to get a payment plan with the county for taxes in arrears. This meant an additional $2000 every three months. She was sure she could find the strength of her great determination to keep her home.

And now, in 2018, while pushing to get back on track, cancer struck one more time. The first week of last year she found another breast cancer, the result of radiation in 2011! Angiosarcoma is rare and aggressive but with what she survived she wasn’t ready to quit. This surgery was extensive and took her out of work for eighteen weeks. It was then that she defaulted on the property tax agreement and began the downward spiral.

TJ continues to work as much overtime as she is physically able but with a large sum from taxes in arrears, in addition to past years’ taxes, she is beyond what she can pay in a sum or borrow. She’s attempted to sell but moving and managing this all alone seems insurmountable. There are no hardship options. Disgraced by what this has become and five cancers in eight years carries little weight in financial survival terms. She has exhausted all options. We cannot ask acquaintances for such funds. She actually discloses her plight to very few people for a number of reasons. It is excruciating to hear people’s reaction to her medical maladies. People do judge. It is defeating to hear others make it sound so hopeless that it questions whether she should be alive. The attitude toward cancer is defeatist not supportive in her single handed struggle to survive. She has difficulty being labeled or reminded of how unfortunate this is.

So, she’s at a total loss and I’m hoping the kindness of people we don’t even know, in a last resort, will give promise and get her through so Sheldon, her nurse of a dog, and she will be able to keep their home. And remain cancer free. And pay it back to the next soul in need to keep faith. We know this is desperation but believe there’s a way. This can’t be the last chapter after the survival she’s accomplished.

Mine is a case of survival in terms of cancer but devastation from the effects of the disease. I am alive but my life and body are destroyed. It’s the little comfort of my home (and my dog…..recently diagnosed with ALS like condition) that give me reason to live. The determination and survival drive amaze my great doctors but I suffer in silence. I am beyond desperate to save my home.

I find myself in a struggle I never could have imagined. Retelling the circumstances is painful and humbling but I am desperately out of options and I do not know where to turn.

I have been at the mercy of cancer and treatment and living with physical changes I do not recognize. Consequently, I am losing my home for unpaid real estate taxes. I believed I’d be able to pull myself out of the slide but it seems that, despite actual breaks in some regards, I just cannot cure this financial crisis in the time I have. I work and have throughout but repeated setbacks have taken the ultimate toll.

The blame for this crisis could easily be put on cancer but it is difficult to accept that. My first cancer diagnosis was August 2011. I came through that ten month ordeal fairly unscathed, or so I thought. I was out of work for eight weeks, had excellent health insurance and chose to be a model “survivor”. This happened to be the year I moved to my own home, living alone for the first time in my life.

The next year (2013) I was diagnosed with a second cancer, stage zero. I was determined to breeze through this without resentment. I had bought a home and was just beginning to settle so treatment began four months later when I was, again, out of work for eight weeks. Because I am a state employee I do not have employer provided disability insurance. At the same time it was becoming clear that the house I had purchased had been misrepresented and would need a good amount of work. I intended to get back to full health nd make it right, disappointed not defeated. I was realizing the challenges of being alone. I have no family, children, siblings or other. It was taking its toll.

Within weeks of returning to work I began having new symptoms I could not ignore. It took months to diagnose but the gynecological cancer was found with enexpected colorectal at the same time. Two more cancers within three years. All of 2015 was spent treating these with much radiation and chemo, working all but then weeks following the abdominal surgery. I lost much strength and hope this year. I kept on just the same.

At the beginning of 2016 I was devastated to learn the cancer remained. It was stage four and I was told there was no further treatment. Skip to the good news in this chronicle. I sought help at another cancer center, entered a clinical trial and was disease free by September. My spirit was restored and I began to think of the future.

In 2017 I had to have major abdominal reconstruction to address the damage that was done by radiation of the previous treatment. We had conquered the cancer but I was very physically destroyed. When it was suggested that I stop working I denied any possibility. I was vastly behind financially and was trying to be optimistic about being able to recover.

With my home being most important in my life I struggled to get a payment plan with the county for my taxes in arrears. This meant an additional $2000 every three months. I was sure I could find the strength with determination to keep my home.

And now, in 2018, while pushing to get back on track, I was struck one more time. The first week of last year we found another breast cancer, the result of radiation in 2011! Angiosarcoma is rare and aggressive but with what I’d survived I wasn’t ready to quit. This surgery was extensive and took me out of work for eighteen weeks. It was then that I defaulted in the property tax agreement and began the downward spiral.

I continue to work as much overtime as I am physically able but with a large sum from taxes in arrears, in addition to past years’ taxes, I am beyond what I can pay in a sum or borrow. I’ve attempted to sell but moving and managing this all alone seems insurmountable. There are no hardship options. I am disgraced by what this has become and five cancers in eight years carries little weight in financial survival terms. I have exhausted all options. I cannot ask acquaintances for such funds. I actually disclose my plight to very few people for a number of reasons. It is excruciating to hear people’s reaction to my medical maladies. People do judge. It is defeating to hear others make it sound so hopeless that it questions whether you should be alive. The attitude toward cancer is defeatist bit suppirtive in my singlehanded struggle to survive. I can’t stand being labeled or reminded of how unfortunate this is.

So I’m at a total loss and I’m hoping the kindness of people I don’t even know, in a last resort, will give promise and get me through so Sheldon, my nurse of a dog, and I will be able to keep our home. And remain cancer free. And pay it back to the next soul in need to keep faith.

paypal.me/cancernotnow