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All the financial means that would've let my best friend/spirit sister be matron of honor at my wedding have fallen thru, in true Murphy's Law fashion. This is one of MANY snafus all draining joy from my wedding, the worst being my dad passing away. I'd forgo all the gifts on my registry if it meant my best friend could fly here for my wedding! (Please click the headline above for the full story. THANK YOU!)

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.

My Fiance is in the infantry for the United States Marine Corps and is over in Afghanistan at the moment. Our wedding is May 5th 2012 and we do not have the money to afford a simple wedding. I have been trying to plan the wedding since he has left for war. I thought it would be a great and fun way to keep busy while he is away but I have found out that I am doing this all on my own. I am negative in my own a count and he is almost down to only $100. I work full time but it is only enough to get by with bills. The wedding is coming up very soon and I have yet to be able to afford his wedding band, the full amount of my dress, decorations, the invatations etc. He deserves an amazing day coming home from this deployment and I dont know how we will pay for this wedding let alone a little vacation/honeymoon together. I am feeling helpless and weddings should be fun and exciting to plan and I dont know what to do. My mother is willing to help with what she can but she has been sick for going on 12 years and has no way of income. Her teeth are rotting and falling out of her mouth because they keep denying her health benefits. She is the only one willing to help us with any dollar she has and she needs it herself. I hate to have to write this but sometimes you have to humble yourself when there is nowhere else to turn...

Hi my name is DawnMarie, Im mature older , im also an experienced Nanny/BabySitter that is currently
working 3 days a week, but need 2 more full days or evenings, im struggling and finding it hard to make ends meet... the children i care for are ages 7 and 10...
I have experienced with Toddlers from 6 months up to pre teens..

I mix forumla, change diapers, bathe, dress, playdates, outtings
homework help, school pick-ups, read stories, and pick appropriate tv programs for children,
supervise all activities, including interenet/x-box!!!
I participate with children and get involved!!!

I also do lite -Housekeeing, laundry included, cook (Healthy Meals)
also give the children "Healthy Snacks" Plenty of Fruits and Veggies
make sure all toys are put away and room is net and tidy---
Im very pet friendly!!!!

Im very -upbeat , fun and friendly and children naturally gravitate towards me!!!
I have excellent references!!!!

Im seeking a P/T Thursdays and Fridays hrs seeking to work from 11am-up till 12am this could be days or evenings,
my rate is $10 dlrs, but willing to negociate with-in reason!!!
i really need the additional days!!!
looking to make at least $150 for both days..
Hoping someone can help me!!!

I can be reached thru E-mail or Phone 718-921-6610 (leave message) will reply asap!!! , thanks u so much, Sincerely DawnMarie

I am a university student, who volunteers fulltime with well known organizations. recently my fiance who is also a volunteer with our states volunteer fire department, got in a dirtbiking accident leaving him in a wheelchair now since june. Im currently looking for employment, but its a hard thing to do, without the proper materials. Im looking to pay off our debt for an emergency surgery along with get some work clothes so I can dress appropriately to obtain a job. Im willing to answer any inquiries at all.
Thanks everyone for there consideration.

I am a university student, who volunteers fulltime with well known organizations. recently my fiance who is also a volunteer with our states volunteer fire department, got in a dirtbiking accident leaving him in a wheelchair now since June. Im currently looking for employment, but its a hard thing to do, without the proper materials. Im looking to pay off our debt for an emergency surgery along with get some work clothes so I can dress appropriately to obtain a job. Im willing to answer any inquiries at all.
Thanks everyone for there consideration.

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

help me make my daughters prom night a night to remember.i'm a single parent to 5 children i'm on a low wage and struggle to make ends meet.my daughter is so special she helps me anyway she can she is so thoughtful for others always helping people when she can.she has her school prom coming up on the 25th of may and desperately needs a dress she has her heart set on one that costs £215 its heartbreaking for me knowing that i cant afford this.please help if you can even a small donation will be great i thank you in advance xxx

I have never done anything like this in my life before but times are hard and if it helps get my daughter her dream i am willing to give it a go. I am a 44 year old single disabled mum of the most beautiful 2 daughters. emma-louise who is 17 and sarah who is 16. I have numerous health problems one being cause by my ex over ten years ago hurting me so bad i ended up in a wheelchair for over a year. I am no longer in a wheelchair but struggle with daily pain. I have many other ailments but this isn't about me. My girls have had a lot to contend with i am ashamed to say i tried to commit suicide a few time over the last 6 years because of numerous problems i stupidly believed that my girls would be better off without me. However we pulled through together they both left school with amazing results 14 and 16 gcse,s respectively. I did my best throughout everything to make sure they did well at school. Then tragedy struck our family. My dad came to stay with me as he had become ill only 2 weeks earlier he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer my girls went to a firework display with there dad i went to take my dad his favorite fish and chips i walked in the room and he had died i stood on the spot for what seemed like an eternity and was saying out loud omg omg omg. My girls new as soon as they walked in the door an were hysterical they loved there granddad an amazing musician. we arranged the funeral his jazz band were to be there me and my eldest brother ken and my dad were called the 3 amigos we were so close but my brother who was only 44 had been ill as well. it was the 5th of november 2007 that my dad died his funeral was to be for the following monday. Then early friday morning the 9th of november my phone rang it was my mum my brother had died in his sleep to say we were devestated is an understatement. we had to cancel my dads funeral and held a joint service for them both. our lives have never been the same. my eldest daughter emma has been offered a place at university but as a single disabled mum there is no way i can pay for her. she really wants to be a fashion designer and has made some amazing items a university has seen her potential but i cannot nearlly afford the fees etc. I would ask for anything at all pennies would even help. Emma has made a amazing dress photos can be sent and some non wearable items which are also amazing that she is prepared to autcion to help. also if anyone would like to read what our local paper reported please go to the following link http://www.blackpoolgazette.co.uk/news/local/family_struck_by_double_tragedy_1_422364 i know there are many many people in a worse position than us but at the moment i am even struggling to pay our rent and utility bills in fact our rent is due in a week and i dont have it now. please if anyone could help it would be amazing but if not thank you for reading my plea yours sincerely simone wood

I have never done anything like this in my life before but times are hard and if it helps get my daughter her dream i am willing to give it a go. I am a 44 year old single disabled mum of the most beautiful 2 daughters. emma-louise who is 17 and sarah who is 16. I have numerous health problems one being cause by my ex over ten years ago hurting me so bad i ended up in a wheelchair for over a year. I am no longer in a wheelchair but struggle with daily pain. I have many other ailments but this isn't about me. My girls have had a lot to contend with i am ashamed to say i tried to commit suicide a few time over the last 6 years because of numerous problems i stupidly believed that my girls would be better off without me. However we pulled through together they both left school with amazing results 14 and 16 gcse,s respectively. I did my best throughout everything to make sure they did well at school. Then tragedy struck our family. My dad came to stay with me as he had become ill only 2 weeks earlier he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer my girls went to a firework display with there dad i went to take my dad his favorite fish and chips i walked in the room and he had died i stood on the spot for what seemed like an eternity and was saying out loud omg omg omg. My girls new as soon as they walked in the door an were hysterical they loved there granddad an amazing musician. we arranged the funeral his jazz band were to be there me and my eldest brother ken and my dad were called the 3 amigos we were so close but my brother who was only 44 had been ill as well. it was the 5th of november 2007 that my dad died his funeral was to be for the following monday. Then early friday morning the 9th of november my phone rang it was my mum my brother had died in his sleep to say we were devestated is an understatement. we had to cancel my dads funeral and held a joint service for them both. our lives have never been the same. my eldest daughter emma has been offered a place at university but as a single disabled mum there is no way i can pay for her. she really wants to be a fashion designer and has made some amazing items a university has seen her potential but i cannot nearlly afford the fees etc. I would ask for anything at all pennies would even help. Emma has made a amazing dress photos can be sent and some non wearable items which are also amazing that she is prepared to autcion to help. also if anyone would like to read what our local paper reported please go to the following link http://www.blackpoolgazette.co.uk/news/local/family_struck_by_double_tragedy_1_422364 i know there are many many people in a worse position than us but at the moment i am even struggling to pay our rent and utility bills in fact our rent is due in a week and i dont have it now. please if anyone could help it would be amazing but if not thank you for reading my plea yours sincerely simone wood

I am a 21 year old girl who has just been proposed to by my boyfriend of 3 years. I have been a bra size 31A since i was about 13 years old and have been constantly bullied and laughed at about this throughout my life.

I am currently scrimping and saving to pay for breast implants so that i can feel like a woman as i put on my wedding dress and walk up the aisle to meet my husband to be. I currently have around £200 as i have little cash to spare at the end of the month now that we are saving for a wedding!

Please help me in any way you can, anything you can offer me will be greatly appreciated, thank you so much!

over the past couple of years myself and my husband have been very unlucky with employment. We have either been made redundant, or in my husbands case the building trade has gone down hill. My husband did get a permanent Job but the monies earn't has gone towards essential household bills and there isn't enough money to go around. I have now secured a permanent job but unfortunately it is in an office and I do not have the suitable attire to dress for this job and have no money to buy new clothes as we have more pressing debts such as car finance, insurances, mortgage, council tax etc. I would appreciate any donations from 30p to £1.00 to help me buy the much needed clothes I need to maintain and keep my permanent position any donations would be gratefully received.

as the title says im asking for some help towards my wedding im a mum to 5 children and myself and partner would love to get married but as you can guess money is abit tight for us.
We only want a small wedding just close family and im more than happy to not have the amazing wedding dress or cake and even photos but would like to go for a meal after getting married and maybe stay in a local hotel for the night (just myself and hubby to be) i would love for anybody to help us to do this.
thank you for taking the time to read this x

MY DAUGHTER IS GETTING MARRIED AND I NEED A MOTHER OF THE BRIDE'S DRESS. IT HAS TO BE A LONG ONE AS I NEED TO WEAR A LEG BAG.

I HAVE NO DRESSES. I HAVE TO START LOOKING NOW AS IT IS DIFFICULT TO TRY THINGS ON SINCE I AM IN WHEELCHAIR. I WILL NEED TO BRING THREE DRESSES HOME AND HAVE TO PAY FOR ALL OF THEM. THEY MAY TOTAL $527. SINCE
I WANT TO BE ABLE TO AFFORD ANY DRESS I NEED TO ASK FOR HELP $428 THANKS

I am trying to get the 400$ i am short on my rent together for the first. I will send you pictures/videos in exchange for $. $1 for pic, $10 for video.

and no, i am not some fat nasty cow. i am 22, 110 lbs, slim, small boobies and a nice butt. i work as a dancer and if you prefer, will dress in my dance outfits. please help me get the rest of my rent money!!!!!!!

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

I am getting married in March. I am one of those girls who have been dreaming of my wedding day for as long as I can remember, when I was little all my drawings were of these huge cinderella ballgowns. Sooo fastforward 20 years, one amazing disney world proposal later and about 200 dresses in 4 states later. I am panicking because I don't think I will ever find a dress, when finally I find one. Its beautiful and classy- the dress that will make grandparents cry. There's nothing I don't like about this dress- but I still don't get the feeling that it is THE dress. That night after ordering it and paying the deposite- I have a nervous breakdown. So we head to New Hampshire where I find THE dress- THE dress I have been searching for my whole entire life. It is amazing and has everything I've ever wanted. I loved it as soon as I saw it- but thought it was not going to look as good as the dress I already bought. I was wrong. Looks amazing- just as good as the first dress but I feel like cinderella. I can not stop thinking of this dress. They are two completely differant looks- both princess but one is Kate Middleton the other is Cinderella. I am having 2 weddings- one on a wednesday on the beach in FL, the other is a more formal traditional wedding in CT-more of a fieldy/gardeny affair. So the two dresses each fit one occasion perfectly. I can not choose between the two. My mother thinks buying two is rediculous and will not pay for more than one. I am completely torn and the only thing I can think of is to get both dresses, otherwise I will end up regretting my decision at one of the venues.
Unfortunatly I am a recession graduate- one of the many who upon graduation found myself less employable than a 15 year old, with a PILE of student loans to pay off. I work, but the $ I make now will not allow for an emergency $1500 dollar expense.

Please, please, pleeease help. I know it is a shallow request- but its the one time in my life where I can be selfish, shallow, and vain. I really truly appreciate any help and will pay it forward. Thank you!

Hi. I cant believe I;m begging online. I expect no response to this, but view it as a place to vent. Good things just haven't happened to me for a long time. Here I go anyway... I am writing because I am in desperate need for help. I am a 35 year old single dad with a 9 year old daughter. Let me begin by explaining my situation. My former employer, in the building supply industry, went out of business a few years ago. The economy has not rebounded making building industry jobs scarce. I have since then put myself through schooling to become an emergency medical technician as I stand a chance at getting hired by my local fire department if the economy improves. I am aiming for a career change to get back into the work force. I had to change careers for economic as well as health reasons. Shortly after my company went out of business, I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease, a debilitating disease affecting the digestive tract. The disease caused me to lose 75 lbs (30% of my body mass) in 8 months. I have been proactive in drastically changing my diet and getting the proper medical care and medicine (Thank God for Medicaid).
Even with medical care, I am still sick every day but I am making the disease more manageable. I applied for disability and received a response back that my condition is indeed disabling, preventing me from working, but would resolve in a year. Hopefully it does, but it is classified as an incurable disease that leads to repeated surgeries in 75% of the patients diagnosed with the disease. On the flip side of that statistic is a growing hope that alternative therapies may work… but take time to custom tailor to the individual. They are also expensive and not covered by Medicaid or private sector insurance. I have spoken to a disability attorney who is ready to represent me if necessary. I am only seeking disability as my “Plan B” if all else fails. I want to become a productive member of society again. I do have a “Plan A”, but I have a LOT of obstacles ahead of me.
This has all had a devastating effect on my finances. Last summer my gas was turned off the day after my daughter’s heart surgery. The gas was turned back on based on medical necessity. As of this week, my gas is turned off again and LIHEAP cannot assist me. I can’t seem to ever have the “Timing” right to get assistance. My electric is also on the verge of being shut off. My home is in foreclosure but the bank has agreed to work with me if I can find employment fast. I have just received a job offer that I graciously accepted. I start in a week. Just before receiving the job offer, while biking with my daughter, I had a mini stroke which caused me to go unconscious while riding. I crashed, broke my ribs, clavicle, hurt my spine, bruised my brain and lung, received several stitches, etc.. I pray that my health stabilizes to allow me to work. My daughter lives with me in this house. I would like to save it from foreclosure mainly for her sake. It’s where she has grown up. It’s a few blocks from her school where I want to keep her. My adopted 9 year old daughter, who I love a lot, has a very difficult speech impediment and learning disability. She already has special education and speech therapy in place with professionals that have worked with her for many years and know her needs. It would be very difficult to have to move away and have to make her start over in another school. I love my daughter a lot and will do anything to provide for her a life that she deserves… with my own limited resources. I say all that to illustrate “in short” that I need help. I have asked relatives and friends for help throughout the year and they are “Tapped”. My church is also in the same situation. I have sold most of my possessions to afford my phone bill, auto insurance, and auto fuel. My daughter and I currently have Medicaid and SNAP food assistance.
My goals are to:
1) I need to rebuild my professional wardrobe. I have lost a lot of weight and consequently have been working on buying dress clothes for my new job. I am to wear solid black suits. I am a 44L with a 38” Waist and 34” Inseam. Size 14 Black oxford shoes. I will graciously accept presentable used items. I can buy 3 inexpensive nice black suits for $80 each. $50 for shoes.
2) I have to keep going to my doctors and maintain and improve my health. I have just been referred off for advanced level care. The travel expenses are going to be very high. I will have to stay overnight in a hotel somehow for some procedures.
3) I will have to afford to drive to work. I will have to keep myself insured and afford the initial cash outset for my first 2-3 weeks of work. I am traveling far to work and it will cost me about $125 a week in fuel. $60/ month in insurance.
4) I have to get my gas turned back on. I am looking at having to come up with an impossible $5000 to get it turned back on.
5) I just bought and installed an used electric water heater and dryer. I have no way as of yet to heat my house this winter.
6) I have to catch up on my $1500 electric bill. Hopefully I can do so or I will have to abandon my house and give up hope. I may have to move to a different state with different utility companies.
7) If I can accomplish the above goals in a short amount of time, I stand a very strong chance at getting my mortgage modified and staying in my home. I can then only have to worry about the basics of life in addition to my health and my daughter’s heart and special needs.
I am facing some tough challenges. I cannot do it on my own. I have nowhere to turn. I would appreciate any assistance or advice on where to go for assistance.
Thank you for taking the time to read this letter. I appreciate your help.

I can't afford my dream-dress...

Please help to make all my Wedding dreams come true.

Thank You

First I wanna thank anyone whos reading this. You would think having a wedding called off would kinda save you money but it has done the exact opposite for me, my parents were paying for the dress but now I owe $900 for my wedding dress plus all the remainder of my credit card debt due to all of the things I bought for my ex fiances home that I left without. I got out of a mentally abusive relationship only to be alone and stuck with debt I cannot handle. Any help is greatly appreciated

need to sell asap to pay off student loans before i default asking 2000 for ruby diamond necklace and 1500 for ballroom dress and latin dress 1000
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i am a recently graduate from college, I was working with a new restuarant on creating their recipe book and opening their first location. after putting togeher most of their recipe book for the kitchen and opening the first location they laid me off and hired on someome for less pay. so i ahve been out of work for 2 months,on top of that i had a roommate. a student from my school, i let him stay because i thought it would help with bills, tho i was very wrong. he has stayed with me for 3 months with lil help, all together he has contributed 183 over the past few months. last week i asked him to leave and when he did he stole my rent, my tv, laptop with my whole portfolio for work and school, my puppy is missing, he stole a keg but not my keggerator, some of my clothes(im a lesbian and dress like a surfer so lots of board shorts and tshirts) and other small things out of my house. i filed a police report but really they cant help you unless they pawn my stuff or get caught with it since i didnt see who did this.... idk what to do