Hello, kind-hearted people.
This is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do—putting my pride aside and asking for help. But today, I find myself in a situation I never imagined: struggling to keep a roof over my family’s head.
I am 60 years old, a husband, a father of five, and the sole provider for my family, including our two beloved dogs. My wife has been a dedicated stay-at-home mother, ensuring our children are cared for while I’ve worked tirelessly to support us. I’ve always taken great pride in being a provider, but life has taken an unexpected turn.
I recently lost my job, and while I’ve done everything I can to keep us afloat—burning through my entire retirement savings and severance pay—we are now at a breaking point. We receive income assistance, but it barely covers basic utilities and groceries, let alone our rent for the house we have been in for 5 years.
I am not giving up. I am in the process of starting my own business, something that will allow me to stand on my own two feet again. But as with any new venture, it will take time before we see any real financial stability—at least 90 days. Right now, I just need a bridge to get us through until then.
I am humbly asking for $15,000, which will help us cover rent and essential bills for the next three months while I work to rebuild.
As a father, husband, and provider, this is an incredibly difficult request to make. My identity has always been rooted in taking care of my family, and the weight of not being able to do so right now is devastating. But I also believe in the kindness and generosity of others, and if you are in a position to help—whether big or small—please know that it would mean the world to us.
I would be grateful beyond words for any assistance. And if you wish to connect, I would be happy to personally thank you.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking the time to read this, and may life return your kindness tenfold.
🙏 With gratitude,
Tod