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Hi, Im Melissa and Im currently out of work. I have only a few pieces of clothes since I had to leave most of what I had when I moved away from a small town to move to a big city for a better life. I need to buy a few pieces of clothing at the local Goodwill store so I would have something to wear while looking for work. Any amount that you can give would be greatly appriected. Thank you for your time and patience in reading this ad.

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.

Hi im in need of some cloths for my daughters. One is size 4t and the other is only 6 but she is in a size 12/14 or can wear a womens small or 3. Im a single mom with my 2 girls and I have 3 rescue pups and 2 rescued cats. I work full time and its just enough for bills a little food and gas. If you have some spare cloths you would like to donate please let me know. The 6 year old is in a bigger size now and gosh cloths are exspencive. I try the goodwill but can only find so much there.

Dear Generous Person,

My name is Carol, and I live in Philadelphia with a Bachelor of Science degree. I have struggled to find a job after graduation so I had to move back in with my parents. However, my parents live in a small rural town so the only jobs I could find were minimum wage with no room for growth. I took a risk and moved back to Philadelphia with the little money I had in hopes of finding more opportunities. I lived off of what I desperately scraped together and a tiny bit of accident settlement money. I finally found a great opportunity, but I just started and it is commission based, so I won't be getting a paycheck for a few weeks and my rent is due. I have nothing to my name and I have nothing left to sell. I want to stay here to see this wonderful position through. But I need to pay my rent in order to go to work. I would love to reciprocate someone's goodwill and help by paying it forward to someone else who needs help.

Due to the current economic downturn, I have with great humility, decide to reach out to what I hope is the goodwill and charity of those with a heart and desire to help.

I lost my job approximatly 3 months ago. My unemployment goes to my child support, which I know is important.
I have been seeking employment, but the job market is very weak in my field and area. I have applied for other lines of work but no luck yet.
My need is that I am behind on my rent, utilities and car and food.
I am seeking ideally 2000.00 to get out of this situation.
I am facing loosening my apartment by eviction, and my car by repossesion.
Given my current situation, loosing both will be detrimental when I do get back to work. And it will cost new to replace both, versus if I can get some assistance.
Also my utilities are in jeopardy, but 2000.00
would get me caught up and remove some of the pressure, so I can focus on my job search.
If anyone can see it in their heart to help I would be eternally greatful.
May God bless you and guide you
Thank You

I've been losing weight for the past six months and most of my clothes no longer fit me as well. I'm looking to be able to browse Goodwill for smaller clothes; it's my favorite place to shop! Any donations toward my clothing fund would be greatly appreciated.

After the surgery I gain the weight and can't use my clothes for work
It's still winter and I am in need of winter jacket and women casual clothes as well.
I will gladly except donations .I am not looking for a fashion clothes.Maybe some I will buy in Goodwill.
So I am looking for at least $100 but will except whatever.
Thank you so much.

I am homeless & disabled, fleeing domestic violence. I need gift cards, 5 dollar donations, toilet paper, anything. My address is Quinn Pender, General Delivery, Tillamook OR 97141. Anything will help, please, please help me I am so desperate. I have a developmental disorder & cerebral palsy. I hope to move to Seattle & work at a Goodwill but I need money to do that.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 2 years old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated also as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 8.They can be sent to 11230 Trace Ln. Wilmer Al 36587 Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was 18 weeks pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 15mths old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 7. Every bit helps as I dont mind shopping yardsales and goodwills. Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was 18 weeks pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 15mths old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 7. Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was 18 weeks pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 15mths old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 7. Thanks again and God bless.

Hello, I feel strange doing this as I never thouht I would be in this position but I am a newly single mom to a wonderful little boy. I quit my job when I was 18 weeks pregnate to be a stay at home mom as decided by both myslef and my husband. My boy is now 15mths old and my husband has decided that the family life is not what he wants and has asked that me and our son move out. he has only agreed to give me $500 per month, and the least expensive housing that I have found is $532 per month, not including any utilities, food, etc. I have not been able to find a job. If i knew my husband could do something like this to us I would have never left my job......I desperatly need help as my son is fastly growing out of his clothes and I can't even afford a new wardrobe for him from goodwill. I have attempted to make him some clothes from the fabric of some of my clothes but I just cant sew....Please help me, My child doesn't deserve all i am offering him at this moment in life. If you have any hand me downs that you were going to donate anyways i would be forever grateful for sending them my way. Thanks for reading my post and for your help, and even if you cant help with a donation a Prayer for my son and I would be even more appreciated. My son is going into a 24 month size, but any size larger would be appreciated as i dont know when things may turn around and he will eventually get to the larger sizes and he can always wear the clothing a lil large if needed. His shoe size is a childs 7. Thanks again and God bless.

I recently moved to an apartment and am lucky to have a home and a job. Believe me, I am grateful!! Currently I sleep on a single mattress on my floor. My last job ended in January 2011 and I am working but cannot seem to quite catch up and free up enough cash to afford a bedframe or box springs. The twin mattress is fine but getting up and down with arthritis in my legs and back is tougher every morning. I do not have a couch either, just in case you are wondering why I am not using it as a bed.
I have a home, a job, and food on the table and consider myself truly blessed, but a regular bed would be nice.
A dollar or two from fifty people will go a long way in helping me purchase a used bedframe and boxframe from Goodwill or a thrift shop. I love camping as much as the next Girl Scout but this is tough.
I am single and I live alone. Thanks!!!

Hi everyone. If you're reading this, thank you. Let me say upfront, I'm not asking specifically for money. I'm just going to spill my guts about this hand I was dealt.

I've had a hard life. My mother passed away when I was 12, and my father passed away at 20. He left me a lot of debt and a house to maintain.

The stress of all this has given me problems. I started having panic attacks and was hospitalized for a cardiac arrhythmia. Recently, I developed optic neuritis. I'm working on getting Medicaid to cover some of my costs but right now I'm in debt about #1000.

There is one blessing in my life, a relative who pays my internet and utilities. He also helps me with food. But that's all he can do. He goes without to provide me with that. Otherwise I'd be homeless, hungry, and who knows where.

So I'm blessed to have the basics in life. But there's so many things that I need that I have to beg other people for. My family is...not so supportive. All I have left are aunts and uncles, all except one on my mom's side. My mom's side of the family pretty much abandoned me when she died. They put me though shame and humiliation when I ask for help.

I want a job, but I live in a very rural area. I've applied s o many places up to an hour away but I don't hear anything back. Recently I applied for some state jobs which I'm hoping might come through.

These are the things I need and things I want, so you know what my intentions are.

Need:
Toilet paper.... :( The way I've been getting it now is to go into public restrooms and putting some in my purse. I feel wrong about this. But what can I say, it's a necessity?

Personal items...I won't go into detail but I'm talking about um, feminine ones. I get the Dollar Store brand kind, but even then it's too much. I've had to go without it which is very hard.

Hygiene items...I stopped using soap and shampoo conditioner. I would love to...I feel dirty honestly. But I can't afford anything. I only use deodorant every few days because the bottle is running low and I'm trying to make it last.

House items...I need dish washing soap. I can't afford paper plates and am just washing dishes with hot water now. Sometimes I cant' clean it all the way through that way, but I just have to forget it. I also need laundry detergent. I'm almost out of a huge bottle that I have made last over a year. It was Sun brand from the dollar store, and I loved it. I'm all about generic.

Gas money...My car is an old SUV, and it takes a fair amount of gas. I try to limit when I drive. But it's a necessity since I live alone and in a rural area. I have to drive to run errands, go see the doctor, go to job interviews. I usually beg for this the most cause this is one of the things I can't do without.

Medication...I'm on two heart medications because of my arrhythmia. It's important I take them. I tried taking them twice per day instead of three, and I had horrible palpitations. So this is kind of my priority. As I'm still uninsured, both medications cost about 12 dollars a month.

Okay those are all things that I feel I need. Now, what I "want".

Clothes...I haven't bought new clothes since 2007. That's when my dad got diagnosed with cancer. My shirts have holes in them, so do my jeans. I got them from Goodwill originally most likely, I like to be frugal. The only person I have is made of linen and has a hole so things fall out of it! I've lost weight and I have had my jeans fall down in public. It's bad. I only have one bra and it's way past it's prime. I would love a little money to buy some basic things. Jeans that fit, some cotton T-shirts, a purse. Maybe even something for job interviews? I think part of the reason I get denied is because I show up in jeans and a T and flip flips. But that's all I have.

Beauty stuff...Okay, this stuff is totally not worth your money, I get it. But I just thought I'd list everything. It sucks being a young woman who can't feel pretty. I'm unwashed, my clothes make me feel like a hobo. I see other girls my age in class (I attend college part time thanks to financial aid) looking and smelling beautiful. I mean...

I just want a hair cut. Recently, I hacked about 6 inches off myself with scissors. It's not pretty. I just want a little powder and some lip gloss to not feel so plain. I just want a spritz of perfume so that there's something beautiful in my senses. I daydream about when I used to wear cute clothes, go to a salon. Wear mascara and paint my names. Ahh...But this is just a dream. I don't expect anyone to help me with things like that.

A new laptop/tablet...The one I have now is really old and really slow. Don't expect anyone to get me one. If it happened, I would probably assume I'm dead and in some sort of heavenly afterlife. Then I might pass out from shock.

So this my friends, is my general beg for help. I'm a 23 year old girl without much family. My basics are covered, but that leaves a lot for someone who is broke. I'm actively searching for employment. I've applied from Dr.'s offices to bars. I'm part time in college, and I'm not sure what I want to study yet.

I don't drink, if I had the money for beer I'd buy TP instead. I don't smoke or do any illegal drugs. I'm not a criminal.

I am not someone who wants to just take money. If you are down on your luck too, please don't send me anything. Put it in savings. Give it to some of these people who are about to lose their homes if you must. They're deserving.

If you're apprehensive about giving money but still want to help, you totally can. A package filled with toilet paper, tampons, shampoo...that would be like Christmas morning to me, I swear.

I'm not sure what I'm going to get out of this. Writing this was therapeutic though. If you're on this site, you're already a nice person. I bet 90 percent of the traffic is people who want something, like me. People who go on here to help someone is probably such a rare thing.

Thanks for reading.

Not only are we behind on car and rent payments, but my clothes dont fit and I need to get some maternity work clothes so I dont lose my job. I am not a picky girl and goodwill is my best friend when it comes to shopping. If you could please help me with a little bit of money to get some maternity work clothes it would be a huge blessing! Thanks in advance and I promise the money will go for the need here and only the need!

I am posting to ask for help with my debt. My debt started when I was let go during a lay off and has, unfortunately continued until now. I am in school working on a teaching certification to help me become more attractive to potential employers. I have learned that my former degree was not doing the job. I have one big credit card bill of $4000 that seems to never go down. I can handle my other bills if I could get rid of this bill. Please help in any way you could. I try to do my part and volunteer and give back as much as I can so the goodwill will be appreciated and paid forward. I also understand that credit card bills are not very sympathy inducing, but trust me I have learned my lesson and have not used a single credit card in almost a year.

MicroFix Goodwill Project aims to conserves natural resources and supports the community.Valuable material can be recovered from old electronics, and these materials can be used to make new products. For example, precious metals are used in computer circuit boards and other electronic components, and of course glass and plastics are used for TV and computer monitors. Recycling these products reduces the need to mine the earth for new raw materials. also, donating your old electronics supports schools, low-income families, and non-profit agencies by providing them with refurbished computers, cell phones, and other electronics. Individuals are helped by being able to access technology that they could not otherwise afford.

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