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I am a single Marine forward deployed and stopping in various foreign countries. I am asking for just a few extra bucks for my buddies and me to go out and enjoy the culture. In return we can provide pictures of us having fun spending your money.

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Hi, all.. a few day back i was here begging for donations for my travel to UAE. I am a qualified MBA professional from India and i am searching for a job in UAE or middle east. With my qualification i am 100% sure that i will get a job.


Professional and personal success can only be achieved with dedication and Hard work. We all strive to achieve great heights of fame and glory.


But when you are faced with financial problems, it keeps you sitting on a chair asking yourself what will i do to make money for my travel.


As you all know, in order to get a job in any country first you need a visiting visa. Visiting visa has 1 to 3 months validity in some countries. After getting a visiting visa you need to travel to that country, stay there and search a job within the validity period of visiting visa.

If you are lucky you will get the job within days. But the cost of visa, travel, stay and searching a job in UAE or any middle east countries is too high.
Total cost of my visa, travel, stay and search is approx 15000 USD. i will pay you back all the money with in 1 year after getting a job.


My prayer to all of you is to contribute 1 dollar each so i can get an amount equal to 15000 USD and go for my search of job in Middle east.

In every prayer of mine i will ask for the happiness and prosperity of every living being on earth.

"May god help you all"

Please help me

master_rinu20(at)rediffmail.com

Thanks you dear friends i will pay back every single penny i got from you

John Griffith = 50$
Laura Gerrad = 100$

Thank you and may god bless you both

Hi, all.. a few day back i was here begging for donations for my travel to UAE. I am a qualified MBA professional from India and i am searching for a job in UAE or middle east. With my qualification i am 100% sure that i will get a job.


Professional and personal success can only be achieved with dedication and Hard work. We all strive to achieve great heights of fame and glory.


But when you are faced with financial problems, it keeps you sitting on a chair asking yourself what will i do to make money for my travel.


As you all know, in order to get a job in any country first you need a visiting visa. Visiting visa has 1 to 3 months validity in some countries. After getting a visiting visa you need to travel to that country, stay there and search a job within the validity period of visiting visa.

If you are lucky you will get the job within days. But the cost of visa, travel, stay and searching a job in UAE or any middle east countries is too high.
Total cost of my visa, travel, stay and search is approx 15000 USD. i will pay you back all the money with in 1 year after getting a job.


My prayer to all of you is to contribute 1 dollar each so i can get an amount equal to 15000 USD and go for my search of job in Middle east.

In every prayer of mine i will ask for the happiness and prosperity of every living being on earth.

"May god help you all"

Please help me

master_rinu20(at)rediffmail.com

Thanks you dear friends i will pay back every single penny i got from you

John Griffith = 50$
Laura Gerrad = 100$

Thank you and may god bless you both

Hi, all.. a few day back i was here begging for donations for my travel to UAE. I am a qualified MBA professional from India and i am searching for a job in UAE or middle east. With my qualification i am 100% sure that i will get a job.


Professional and personal success can only be achieved with dedication and Hard work. We all strive to achieve great heights of fame and glory.


But when you are faced with financial problems, it keeps you sitting on a chair asking yourself what will i do to make money for my travel.


As you all know, in order to get a job in any country first you need a visiting visa. Visiting visa has 1 to 3 months validity in some countries. After getting a visiting visa you need to travel to that country, stay there and search a job within the validity period of visiting visa.

If you are lucky you will get the job within days. But the cost of visa, travel, stay and searching a job in UAE or any middle east countries is too high.
Total cost of my visa, travel, stay and search is approx 15000 USD. i will pay you back all the money with in 1 year after getting a job.


My prayer to all of you is to contribute 1 dollar each so i can get an amount equal to 15000 USD and go for my search of job in Middle east.

In every prayer of mine i will ask for the happiness and prosperity of every living being on earth.

"May god help you all"

Please help me

master_rinu20(at)rediffmail.com

Thanks you dear friends i will pay back every single penny i got from you

John Griffith = 50$
Laura Gerrad = 100$

Thank you and may god bless you both

My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

I´ve just sat down and started searching the internet for any help.I wasn't able to eat anything at lunch.I really feel like crying.I never,ever,thought this possible!

I'm a 43 year old optician in Portugal and have a small business.Besides myself,I employ to other people.This store was my dream and 11 years ago,I ventured out on my own.To do this,I took out loans and placed all my earnings here.
Things went acordingly until 2009.Since then,day by day,the worst imaginable nightmare unfolds.
As you probably know,the european economic crises is taking it's toll on countries like Portugal.

To cut a long story short - I'm in heavy debt and can't find a way round anymore.
Selling the business isn't even an option nowadays! Everybody is waiting to see what's going to happen.In the mean time,all colapses.

So,if there is anyone out there that knows what I'm going on about and understands what a shop owner,husband and father of two teenage girls feels like when all falls apart - PLEASE, if you can spare even just some small amount - PLEASE won't you help me save my life's dream and keep my family from suffering the most terrible crises that seems to be awaiting...

(if you can help me, please send me a mail and I will provide the acount number - tuafox@gmail.com)

Hello Everyone, I'm a 24 year young lady living in New Zealand with my partner of one year.

I have some grand travel plans. New Zealand being a small country I know there is such a wide world to explore.

I don't have a sob story to tell you as everyone in life is fighting their own battles, some bigger than others, some may seem more important than others.

I do work full time and try and save as much as I can whilst also paying off my $18,000 worth of debt (Car, Lawyers, Seperation fees etc) and being on one income, my partners role was made redundent so he is currently unemployed :(. So far my travel account has $330, nearly enough for a air fair to Australia one way.

I have a wild passion for travel, when I was married I was very held back by my husband but now I'm free, have grown so personally and wish to explore this whole world. EAT PRAY LOVE is such a inspirational movie!! I'm already selling what I can with Garage sales, working extra cash jobs, watering plants, house sitting etc to try and save faster.

I wish to travel to

Australia - Espically the Gold Coast, take my partner to all the theme parks.

I would love to explore the out back and rough it for a few nights

USA - I would love to travel LA to NY along route 66. I would love to go to Texas, Disneyland, Universal Studios, Knotts Berry Farm and more. My dream job a Rollarcoaster Tester!! Travel the world playing on rollarcoasters. I'm no boring chick, I like adventure and just wish to explore this world.... oh and defintitly want to chase a tornado in America.

Would also love to go to Egypt, Italy, Rome, Thailand. I'm ready to pack up and go. Happy to work when I get to these countries to help my self around.

Im just asking anyone who has kindness in their hearts to help my partner and I, go exploing in this wide world...

PS- If this helps my chances, my partner doesnt believe this will work, (he is a worry wort, I'm the free spirit / universe believer) he made me a deal, if I get at least $500 he will run nudey down the road!! Haha I shook on it and now he is worried.

If you would like to help a young Kiwi Couple out then please donate to us, what ever you can.

Thank you in advance

May you pay it forward an the goodness be returned

Hello Everyone, I'm a 24 year young lady living in New Zealand with my partner of one year.

I have some grand travel plans. New Zealand being a small country I know there is such a wide world to explore.

I don't have a sob story to tell you as everyone in life is fighting their own battles, some bigger than others, some may seem more important than others.

I do work full time and try and save as much as I can whilst also paying off my $18,000 worth of debt (Car, Lawyers, Seperation fees etc) and being on one income, my partners role was made redundent so he is currently unemployed :(. So far my travel account has $330, nearly enough for a air fair to Australia one way.

I have a wild passion for travel, when I was married I was very held back by my husband but now I'm free, have grown so personally and wish to explore this whole world. EAT PRAY LOVE is such a inspirational movie!! I'm already selling what I can with Garage sales, working extra cash jobs, watering plants, house sitting etc to try and save faster.

I wish to travel to

Australia - Espically the Gold Coast, take my partner to all the theme parks.

I would love to explore the out back and rough it for a few nights

USA - I would love to travel LA to NY along route 66. I would love to go to Texas, Disneyland, Universal Studios, Knotts Berry Farm and more. My dream job a Rollarcoaster Tester!! Travel the world playing on rollarcoasters. I'm no boring chick, I like adventure and just wish to explore this world.... oh and defintitly want to chase a tornado in America.

Would also love to go to Egypt, Italy, Rome, Thailand. I'm ready to pack up and go. Happy to work when I get to these countries to help my self around.

Im just asking anyone who has kindness in their hearts to help my partner and I, go exploing in this wide world...

PS- If this helps my chances, my partner doesnt believe this will work, (he is a worry wort, I'm the free spirit / universe believer) he made me a deal, if I get at least $500 he will run nudey down the road!! Haha I shook on it and now he is worried.

If you would like to help a young Kiwi Couple out then please donate to us, what ever you can.

Thank you in advance

May you pay it forward an the goodness be returned

Please Please Please help me to raise the funds to move to Prague. I am from a dead end city that has been cut off and doesn't receive any funding at all to regenerate, this was an issue even before any recession. I have thought about moving to my countries capital London but the costs are just ridiculous and i can not afford to. The cost of rent is really really overpriced, utilities and travel are also sh*t and overpriced. It is at least half the price to up sticks and move abroad to one of my favourite places Prague. The fairytale bohemian city, for all donations visit here http://nsffund.blogspot.com/
Donations will be gratefully received and Im sure you'll get good feeling warm hearted rush for your kindness.
As I have been there a small number of times and I know my way around pretty well already. Navigation around the city will be no problem. Hip hop culture seems to be popular and there is a fashionable urban dress code that I find very amusing, with many people dressed like some Newyork G. I am sure the price to see a footy match will be at least half the price, travel and utility services twenty time better. All I need is living costs, rent for a month and relocation costs (the cost of a one way flight ticket). Then it is all systems go. Thanks for your attention, EasyD

Dear everyone,

my name is Kate, recently I have been accepted to an optometry professional school to become an eye doctor - optometrist. The school starts in August 2012 and ends after 4 years. However the tuition fee alone costs $34000 per year and the living expense costs $20000 per year. In total, I will need to have about $55000 per year and hence $250000 over the 4 years of my study. Due to my parents' low income, the bank cannot borrow enough money for us, they can only borrow us $30000 in total. Yes, this amount is significantly less than what I would need. I have dreamed of becoming an optometrist since my high school years. During my entire undergraduate years, I worked part time at an eye clinic. I was able to gain a good understanding of the optometry field as well as what it takes to run a private clinic. I learned how to interact with staffs, patients and doctors most efficiently to ultimately provide the best patient care as possible. While most people have uncertain future, I am lucky to be sure that becoming an eye doctor is what I would like to do in the future. It is my passion, my goal, and my life. It is my ultimate goal to be an eye doctor who takes care of eyes of the poor and the underprivileged people, both in developed and developing countries. In order to achieve my goal, I must become the very best doctor by receiving the best education. If one has such strong aspiration to do a great thing for the underprivileged, how sad is it to see that person's dream being hindered due to his/her poverty? Please help me reach my dream so I can further help out others in my future. Please donate any amount you wish to help me raise $250000 for my optometry education. Thank you so much for reading my message and helping out. Thank you.

Does any body out there read these posts for other than entertainment purposes? If so, please Please read this entire post...it spans 3 months. We truly do need your help. This is one final update to my earlier post from 1/17/2010. My fiance has been unable to collect her needed travel papers from her hotel because she has been unable to pay her total bill. The expense has remained at $1500. She needs the money to pay her hotel bill, so she can retrieve her sale contracts. If anyone out there will help us pay the total bill, they will be reimbursed the total plus 50% more as a means of reimbursing you for your trouble.
Her payout for the property she has a contract on selling has been finalized, but she is unable to collect the needed paperwork her stupid lawyer gave to the hotel as a "payment guarantee". It sounds stupid, because it is stupid. I think this lawyer must have purchased his law degree from a "five and dime" establishment. Any of you out there who've had to deal with lawyers in foreign countries know exactly what I'm talking about here. They are sometimes not the sharpest knives in the drawers!!! And that's being polite!!!! Please help...contact me for more details on how you may do so, or just submit your paypal details here on the website, I guess. Not sure how this site works, unfortunately. Thanks for reading my plea.

My name is Dennis. In early December 2011, my fiance' traveled abroad to settle her late father's estate and to sell a large piece of property. When she went (at the insistence of her uncle), she was assured she would only gone for about 2 weeks because the property was supposedly a hot commodity. According to the family lawyer, who was acting as counsel for my fiance', the land would easily sell in 2 weeks. That was in early December. My fiance was sent overseas with very little clothing, very little money (the minimum to get by on for 2 short weeks) and she had no place to stay. She was not welcome to remain in the lawyer's home past a few days, since he had other relatives coming in for the Christmas holidays. She was basically forced into staying in a hotel which she did not have sufficient funding for. I have since tried to help but have completely hit the bottom of the barrel. I've sold anything and everything of value to try to keep up with the mounting hotel bills and her survival needs. Now the money has run out, I am unable to borrow any more. I have no family or friends I can count on to help and neither does my fiance'. The hotel manager has decidely made things much more difficult by seizing her passport and some important documentation and is holding her papers as hostage until she pays the bill. Until she gets paid for the property she is selling, which will be in the next 10 days, she cannot do anything but cry for help. (She is caught in a "catch-22) situation. She cannot sell the property without having her travel papers and the important documentation for the sale of her property. She can't get her papers back until she provides for payment to the hotel. She desperately needs a minimum of $1500.00 to settle the hotel bill and satisfy mounting living expenses. Please donate what you can. If you need to be repaid, she is willing to repay what she is loaned with some nominal interest applied. We will need to work that detail out later if required. Please, please, help. Thank you for whatever you can do.

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Hi. Where do I start. 2 years ago i was taken against my will and forced into prostitution. In other countries it is called Human Trafficking. In my country it is ignored. I was looked in a bedroom in a house where I was made to sleep with men for money. If I did not listen or do as my kidnappers said then I was beaten.

This went on for 8 months.

Only God knows how I survived this. I prayed every day and somewhere deep in me I kneqw I would get out. Then one day I managed to escape. I reported it to the police and helped them set them up. These people where caught. I was to scared to hang around to see what would happen to these people as I knew if they got bail they would find me and kill me. So I decided to leave my family and all that I knew and start a whole new life far away.

I have managed to find a very low paying office job in another province. I have no family or friend that can help me here. They don't even know where I am.

I am batteling financially. Each month is a struggle. It has finally come to a point where I can't afford to pay my rent next month or buy food.

Please Anyone if you can help me get on my feet again and start living again i would really be thankful to you.

i will like to travel to developed countries to study i.t computers

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We are a group of asylum seekers and 20 in number who hail from different African countries. we sought asylum in Botswana between the years 1998- to 2000.the government hosted us for more than 12 years.but in April this year the government in conjuction with the UNHCR did issue us with rejection letters clearly stating that we are nolonger a concern to them.the only aid we recieve is meagre food ration and medicare but are not allowed to work.out of the 43 cases who were rejected on nunerous occassions, the government decided to re-reject us the 20 people and granted (recognition)status to the other 23 cases.

for that matter we are requesting for financial assistance to help for legal funding as we are taking the matter to court and get legal help because we do not work. for more information please do contact us on the following email address othieno.martin@yahoo.com and for further information please do contact robert on +267-75482198

we look forward to your positive response.
conrad

This is my first, and hopefully the last time I'm reaching out for financial help. I'm a university degree holder, a young writer from one of the poorest and most under privileged countries from Eastern Europe. English is not my first language, but as you see in this post I'm fairly educated. Soaring unemployment prevents me from making the minimum money needed to pay the bills I share with a flatmate.
I'm doing my best to change things, I'm starting my own little website since I can't afford more than 1 domain name at the moment. So...I'm NOT lazy, I'm passionate about work and the circumstances are suffocating.
Please help me by a small donation of your choice to bypass this month (bills) while I'm creating onloine streams of future income. WHOEVER helps me NOW when I'm in need - WILL BE rewarded, I'm willing to share my future success to say a big THANK YOU. I can write articles for you, or give away some of my future little commercial websites! Opportunities of my saying thanks are manifold. It's called good karma, you give and it'll return to you multiplied :)
I know there's a bright future for me, I only currently need your support so I don't face an eviction because of being late with bills for the last 2 months. :(
Please help me pull through and experience my genuine gratitude in the months to come.
THANKS