Hello! I’m reaching out to you in hopes of finding someone willing to help me get back on my feet again. Being a single mom of four children, life has brought countless obstacles that I have been always been able to work my way through with my head up for my kids. But currently with the Coronavirus, the world pandemic and the line of work that I am in, in finding it harder to be able to provide the income that I need to properly support my family. For over ten years I have worked in the hospitality industry as a waitress and almost two years ago I was able to be promoted to a bartender at my current job. I was so excited because that meant a raise and the potential for more tips and a better life for my children whom I have for the most part solely provided for for the last thirteen years. The happiness didn’t last long because last year I was furloughed when restaurants were closed to try and stop the spread of COVID-19. Within the same month me and my children had found out that our home was structurally unsafe and also had extremely unhealthy amounts of black mold and were forced to have it condemned and relocate to a hotel. We were fortunate to stumble across and receive some government assistance after about a month or two at the hotel and got into an apartment. I thankfully was able to go back to work a day or two a week and I thought things were starting to look up! Little did I know I was wrong again. I received a phone call from my mom telling me that my stepdad had stage 4 lung cancer that had spread to his brain and urged me that he didn’t have long to live. I took my children to South Carolina so we could visit with him one last time before he passed. It was an emotional trip but brought us all a bit of peace knowing he was able to see his grandchildren before the dreaded day came. He passed away right before thanksgiving. When me and my children returned back home we were faced with having to make the decision to again move out of our home because I was making barely $15 a shift at work. People were and still are frightened of getting covid and are reluctant to come sit down and dine in a restaurant and have a couple drinks. I didn’t have the option of getting anymore rental assistance due to having previously received it and the man I was seeing at the time offered us to move in with him. I was very reluctant to do it because I didn’t feel comfortable giving up me and my children’s home because we hadn’t been together long and not even in a official relationship at that time. It was to soon. But I would have ended up loosing the apartment anyways because I couldn’t afford to pay it. So I caved and moved in the end of November. His sweet caring demeanor disappeared about a week in when he asked me to officially be his girlfriend. I found out very fast that I had just entered an emotionally abusive household and relationship. All the help he promised with my children and my bills I was already so very behind it were empty words. His “self employed” he boasted about has brought in not a penny. His bills then became my bills to pay. I currently have a water shut off notice for January 19th. My kids cannot go without water. The electric and gas bill are also months behind along with almost $1000.00 loan payment that is three payments behind and many others. I also need to get my children and me out of this house and into our own place again. Somewhere where they are able to be happy and themselves again without him being rude to them, telling them they are annoying and breaking there young spirits that I have worked so hard to keep happy and sparking. If there is anyone who is able and willing to help us out and overcome this rough part in our lives we would be forever grateful and have every intention to pay it forward to another in need when I am capable of doing so. Thank you so very much for taking time out of your day to read this.
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New Year, new start. That was the hope, but it all started out wrong! We were robbed they stole all of our money that was to go for all of our bills. We have done any and everything that we can to get extensions, had to borrow from family. We still aren’t paid off with our bills and the overwhelming stress of everything that has all happened in the past year. We had a miscarriage that ended up causing a lot of joint and body weakness that I still struggle with today. Then my grandfather, was next to pass after he had accepted my fiance into the family and approved of him. He even called him up on his birthday and told him that he loved him. Grandpa passed the next month(my birthday month) only a few days before he was suppose to do the yearly grandpa call. Then the last and still most painful passing, the picture above. Her name is Cammie and she is basically the only kind of “child” that I will ever have, not really sad about that because she is awesome. I got her when she was two months old and she made it all the way until she was eleven in a half years old. The night before she passed, she cuddled with us and she even gave my fiance a big “person” hug, like with arms stretched on both sides around his neck. It was adorable. Then instead of how normally “pets” tend to run or hide when they know they are dying, Cammie did the complete opposite. Oddly me and her have a routine every morning, where I get up to pee and she does the same then will eat her food then lay on my feet while I am on the toilet. When I went in the bathroom, Cammie was asleep in her litter box, which wasn’t odd cause she started doing that like a week prior. I knew immediately something bad when I sat down like always but Cammie still didn’t even wake up. She always woke up to me. So I looked at her, then lightly touched her head. Then I knew she was gone. My heart died, my knee’s went, I landed on the floor next to her litter box. Since that day my heart has been broken, I literally cannot sleep without this “sleep sounds” app that has a purring cat on it because my depression and insomnia makes it near impossible to even want to sleep.