If…If I had been a few years older than I could have possibly taken my brothers in and been the mother to them they never knew. If I had joined the military a few years earlier. If I could have stopped them from doing this or that…We were separated before life actually tore us apart and delivered us into evil with no skills. I survived, because I learned that putting God first even in the middle of my mistakes, kept me from drowning. Faith of a mustard seed, that is the difference between success and failure.
Now I am a veteran on a fixed income, trying to care for my mentally challenged brother in a state hospital because he was severely abused in the system. I can’t tell him our youngest brother is no longer with us because his case workers feel like it will break him. I am humbly asking for whatever is on your heart to give so that I can send him a few things like a cd player, headphones, and I am working on trying to go visit him in person because even having a family I understand the type of loneliness he is experiencing because I still have it from time to time. know that life is more than money. I just don’t have enough of it to go around because I paid for my youngest brother’s funeral cost and it put me behind on some bills. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, for that I hope your day is wonderful.
Be Blessed,
Phoebe