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I am about 8 thousand dollars in debt due to trying to start my own online business and giving money to these companies, what they didn't tell me is that they keep asking for money. I have 4 great kids that I live for and I don't expect to get 8 thousand dollars but every little bit helps so I can stop getting these calls. Its even hard for me to get a job because companies want to run a background check on you first before hiring you on. I want to work more than anything on God's green earth, But this debt is holding me back. If I could get some help anything will help me out!!!

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Dear Sir/Madam,
I have been selected to one of the premier universities but the only thing holding me back is paying the fees. Someone please help me to continue studies with whatever amount you think is appropriate(even a dime is appreciated) and I can even try to repay you back after a couple of years

I'm a single mother aged 35. I've lived in California for almost 14 years ( it will be 15 this year on memorial day weekend.)
I’m going to be a little blunt, because I'm tired and I want to give up so bad, but I can't. I'm better than that and my kids are my motivator. I wake up everyday and remind myself of 2 things :1) Faith is what you have when you all your beliefs are blown to hell. 2) What doesn't kill you makes you stronger -Nietzsche

I am a 35 year old educated, ambitious, head strong woman. I have owned my own business with my soon to be ex. I know what hard work and determination are. I went to private school and I am educated. I value my community and have always given back and will continue to do so. I also know that I have the drive and determination to get myself back on track. I'm not ASKING for a handout, I'm asking for help up! I also know what loss is. I don't have the business, a house or EVEN the car anymore. We lost everything. He bounced back , I didn’t. All I have is HOPE, that someone or some program can help me carve a path back to self sufficiency.
It's gone continually downhill.I am amazed at the allotment of programs for both housing and employment for all different walks of life. However, what about those that are just struggling. No hang ups, no record, just struggling and are LOW INCOME. I'm not writing this to make you feel sorry, I'm writing this because I have exhausted possibilities that I have researched both on my own or been given the information to do the work with.
There are people who struggle everyday through no fault of their own. They don't want a hand out, but help up would be a relief. Society doesn't need band-aids they need solutions.
Not every county, city or state program fits everyone's needs.
First of all Section 8 has been closed since BEFORE I left my marriage so that idea could never work. The list has been closed for years. Because I have limited time with my children, I do not qualify for CALWORKS. I have tried getting assistance in every way possible. I had very little unemployment left since I have been struggling to find work. I was delayed for about 3 months because they needed verification and I had to appeal and request a hearing. I have won my appeal but will only receive $91/week and for a short period of time.
I took a project management class through WIA in 2011, and I was able to get CTB benefits. I NEED HELP. I have hit the absolute worst point in my life and still refuse to give up. I have been looking for work and am now HOMELESS.I am in week 3 of staying in an extended stay hotel (paid for by my mother back east, who makes maybe $26,000/yr in PA) I recently sold my car because I needed to pay bills and rent. I have maybe $75 to my name.
The fact that they say there are services for low income/ homeless is frustrating. I say this because there is no category for me. I'm not a drug addict or in recovery. I don't have a mental illness. I wasn't in prison, I don’t' even have a RECORD. I can proudly say I've never been arrested or even in the back of a cop car. I'm not a victim of domestic violence and I do not beat my kids. Why aren't there programs in place for single parents struggling to make it? Everyday people that are responsible and respectable. I understand the need to assist those that may not have the capacity to take care of themselves. However, I have a huge problem with the fact that Santa Clara County & all programs (private, govt or state funded) will rehabilitate and reintroduced felons into the community, but if you're poor, homeless, no record, are looking for work, have high intelligence; sorry, you can't get help. This sounds extremely cynical and jaded, but I am a little after going through all I have.
I have been told constantly “I wish I could do something but we don't have any programs to help you.” My favorite reply is: "Yeah and you have done everything. I'm surprised you even knew about all the programs you did"
I have talked to employment counselors, program coordinators, program advocates and case managers, volunteers, just about anyone. The bankruptcy is hindering my chances of securing housing, even if I had employment.

The icing on the cake has to be with food stamps and General Assistance. I qualified for Cal-Fresh. However, at the time I had a car worth $2200. So I wasn't able to get General Assistance. Fast Forward a year later, I HAD to sell my car to pay bills. Now this month when I went for General Assistance, I qualify.

It's a never ending cycle, a constant push down. I can take public transportation to work, but to get around and see my boys and being able to transport them would be extremely difficult, not to mention financially stressing. I have scoured employment books, read articles, searched the library, spent hours online trying to find a job, program, a company, anybody who could be a resource whether for low income assistance or employment.
I can probably tell you about a plethora of services this county (Santa Clara) offers for both income assistance and job services.I am registered with CALJOBS; I know all the career sites and have my resume there. I get interviews, however I am starting to think the bankruptcy from loss of business is holding me back when employers do background check.
I also could teach the business writing class or the resume writing classes they offer at Work2Future, I practically did when I took them. I could do the same at Sacred Heart. I've been to InnVision and EHC. I’ve talked to Sunnyvale Community Services. Boy he was a treat he sounded older then my 80 yr old grandma. When I said I need housing and employment help, he gruffly told me to check the newspaper and hung up. I've called St Josephs in Gilroy. I've talked to a program coordinator at West Valley Community Services. I called the Sobrato Organization hoping they had ties to something and one the employees just by grace of god happened to pick up and take my call. I was able to talk to someone at HIF (they couldn't help)
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I am responsible, respectable and just want to work, have a place to live, and be able to have my children 50/50. I have no police record. I am not in recovery, nor have I ever had to be in a program
I want to work and am attaching a compilation of ALL my work skills. I would not send this out otherwise, I would tailor it specifically to the job I am applying for.

I used to volunteer as much as I could I like being active in my community and helping others. I'm still about that I believe in PAY IT FORWARD. I believe the good you do comes back to you tenfold and that no matter what is going wrong in your life, someone else is struggling just as much if not more; so be thankful for what you have.
I attend church and was a hospitality volunteer for that as well.
I just need help getting on my feet. I have no family, other than my children here in CA.
I do not want to move back east and be far away from them. I want to work, I want to live again. I want to smile and mean it.

I hate what my life has become and know that I am SO MUCH BETTER THEN THIS.
Please help me : money is fine, but it's only a temporary fix, please help me find a program that can assist me in getting on my feet, direct me to employment, and most of all afford me the opportunity to have my children much more consistently so I can be a mom again.
Thank you
Courtney DiMiceli

Background:

I was born in Argentina, but have lived in Texas since I was 5. I had no say in it; my parents decided that’s what was best for me since Buenos Aires was so crime-ridden. I graduated high school like normal kids, went to a community college right afterwards, and worked part time to cover its costs. I got an Associate’s in Science (Nursing) and then dropped out since I couldn't afford to attend a university nor decide on a major. My GPA was a 3.4 at the time.

I'm now 25, working full time (Geek Squad, can’t do much with an associate’s), studying electrical engineering, married to my high school sweetheart, and have my goals set! I just have one thing holding me back...MONEY. Since I backtracked when I changed majors, I had a few sophomore classes to take. I'm finishing them at the same community college, and I'm registered for the Fall semester at the University of Texas at Dallas (Junior level courses). I have gotten nothing but As since I've been back!



Why I Need Your Help:

Now, you may be wondering, why can't I use FAFSA? Well, I recently obtained my permanent residence. That was a big roadblock growing up. One of the agreements I had with our nation was that I would not use federal funds (welfare, food stamps, grants, FAFSA, etc) for the next 10 years. I work full time and attend as many classes as I can per semester; I have no time for lollygagging.

Sallie Mae can only loan me so much, and banks nowadays make it very difficult to borrow from for school. All the scholarships I’ve looked for require either citizenship or full time enrollment, neither of which I am. (Can’t enroll full time because I need to work full-time to make ends meet) My father is a construction worker and I don’t know my mom, she left us when I was 7. I just sold my laptop on eBay and made myself a cheap one from recycled parts. I've tried getting internships, but I'm not deep enough into my career to be eligible yet. Nearby family members don’t have any spare cash, and don’t make enough to co-sign a loan for me….So I’m here, hoping some kind strangers can help me out.

I am a hard working student, good Samaritan, bilingual, a jokester, drug-free, do calculus in my head, pay taxes, 740 credit score, and drive a broken down Pontiac. My only goal right now is to finish school with flying colors as soon as possible; just need this financial roadblock to meet a wrecking ball.

Will you help me smash it down?

This is not a beg, this is a cry for help. I am 23 years old, with no kids and no vehicle. I have a good paying job where I make over $30,000 dollars a year working with special needs adolescent. I am in a massive amount of debt that I honestly placed myself in trying to clean up a debt that I already had but was manageable. I took out about 6 pay day loans, not all at once to pay of a bill I was short on and it continued to collect interest and build up and pull money out of my account to a point where I was over drafting my account at the same time and collecting a ridiculous amount of overdraft fees. It took me a month to pay it off and literally the next day the payday loan company's continued to pull out and set me back into overdraft so I'm at an enormous amount of negative now and left my apartment to someone else because I cannot manage. I left my apartment with nowhere to go and not even a car to sleep in and I just want to get rid of these payday loan people but it's quite impossible when they pull out my money every two weeks and it's not there because my bank has eaten it in overdraft fees. I'm stranded I'm desperate I have been thinking I the impossible just to get my hand on $4,700 to clear my situation so I can go back to life. I have been gambling as a result of this because at this point I feel I have nothing to lose. All I am holding on to is my good job. Im miserable and facing all types of depression and stress. I have been biting my lip out of anxiety til it bleeds and I have no one to go to. My enormous pride has let up tremendously through this experience which might have been Gods lesson and I try to be more grateful for what I do have however it's not many more sleepovers I can disguise as I have no where to go.
Please find it in your heart to help me please! I will do any good for this help I am in desperate need of it. I can't promise you I can pay you back right away but I am willing to do anything to get me out of this finacial nightmare.

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

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

I'm really embarrassed to ask for money, but after discussing with my wife the last two days we decided that anything will help. We need help to get out of debt, the reason for the majority of the debt is mainly my son's school fees. Over the last 3yrs we have maxed out on 2 credit cards and 2 loans, including my wife's inheritance she got from her grandma. I went to the school before and tried to explain my predicament and they said that there is many people that struggle, they can only reduce payment by 10%, that is if the board agrees. Work is only prepared to lend me a small portion of that (meaning more debt), and they told me to declare myself insolvent! I have already cancelled my car and life insurances, and reduced my medical insurance. I mostly work 6 to 7 days a week @ 14hrs a day between 2 jobs.
I have recently started making bio fuel from used cooking oil to help reduce my fuel cost. I don't know what else to do, the bills just keep piling up!
All I can do now is ask...beg...for help, I don't even know if this will work.
I don't expect someone to make all my debt disappear, that be nice tho :). But I kindly ask if some people would not mind donating even as little as $1 anything extra would help.
And if you've read this far, thank you for reading my post, and taking time to try and help others. I hope and pray that some day someone can help you too.
Special Thanks,
A Loving Dad.
Update 28-02-2012 No donations yet :( Scammers galore. Will try and take extra on my mortage today, good luck all, holding thumbs...
Update 29-02-2012 nope, nothing yet...damn scammers, how they got my e-mail, dunno, but wanting to pay a donation claiming they are from legitimate companies, but have a yahoo email? Apparently the CEO, asking for me to pay a portion back to them...and and and...most ppl come here because they are desperate, and then among the debt collectors and lawyers you still have to deal with assholes like that too!

I have roughly 100,000 in student debt. I graduated with a 3.8, and I have been systematically denied employment post graduation. The system is broken, and i need you to help me get out from under it so that I can get on with my life. Any amount is helpful. Do something positive for this country and aid me. It benefits nobody to let students languish in debt and bad credit. 50000 would rid me of the private loans that I needed to make tuition above the federally available funding. I never spent a dime of it on housing or food; it all went to school and books. My husband and I could get on with our life, start a family, pay our taxes, and pay for health insurance. It's a no-brainer. Your help will directly benefit the very people that will carry this country forward. It's a civic duty to insure that the youth of this country are allowed to succeed; not be crushed under debt. We have the skills, you have the capital. Grant us the capital and we will show you the continuation of this fabulous country into the next century. You know we are capable. Stop holding us back. If you can't give me a job, give me the funding to continue in the only way Americans really operate: to work hard for a living wage to make this country better. Stop wage slavery. Stop the inefficient use of resources caused by low wages granted to college graduates and the denial of jobs to the educated. Keeping the educated at the same wage as the less educated post education is a travesty of the modern culture; it will lead to revolution if it is not remedied. Start now, start by aiding one graduate. Start with me. With every dollar you spend in my name, helping me out of debt, I come closer to undoing the shackles of my bondage and rising to benefit this country. It's patrioic to give. This democracy was founded on moral people helping out others, not by degrading people who wished only to better themselves through education. We are all in this together. My paypal option sits at the bottom of this request. s.pyke@gmail.com. Give. Do it. For your country.

MY NAME IS JOHN LEE AND EVER SINCE I CLOSED DOWN MY BUSINESS 2 YEARS AGO, WE'VE BEEN LIVING WITH WHATEVER SAVINGS WE HAD. I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND A JOB AND HAVE WORKED WHATEVER THAT I COULD FIND. MY WIFE HAS BEEN ILL FOR SHE CAME DOWN WITH A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN DUE TO OUR STRUGGLES AND IS NOT ABLE TO DRIVE NOR WORK.

WE HAVE THREE BEAUTIFUL AND SMART KIDS IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL WHO ENJOY THEIR SCHOOL. THEY UNDERSTAND WE ARE GOING THROUGH A VERY TOUGH TIME AND SO THEY DON'T COMPLAIN AT ALL ABOUT THE STRUGGLES AND AMOUNT OF FOOD TO EAT OR THINGS WE CAN'T BUY.

WE ARE RECEIVING WELFARE SUPPORT FROM THE GOVERNMENT BUT THE CASH AID AND FOOD STAMP ARE NOT ENOUGH TO LIVE BY. WE HAVE ALREADY RUN OUT ON FOOD STAMP AND CASH AID.

WE ARE BACKED UP IN OUR RENT BY 2 MONTHS AND THE LANDLORD HAS BEEN VERY GRACIOUS BUT HE CAN ONLY STRETCH HIS GENEROSITY TO CERTAIN EXTENT.

WE HAVE ONE MINIVAN THAT HAS BEEN REPOSSESSED TODAY AND I DON'T KNOW HOW WE ARE GOING TO SEND KIDS TO SCHOOL.

I CAN'T STOP BUT CRYING FOR I AM SO HELPLESS. I WANT TO GET BACK ON MY FEET. PLEASE, PLEASE HELP US!

I PRAY THAT MY PRAYER BE ANSWERED FOR THE GOOD LORD KNOW I'M HOLDING ON AS MUCH AS I CAN.

MY NAME IS JOHN LEE AND EVER SINCE I CLOSED DOWN MY BUSINESS 2 YEARS AGO, WE'VE BEEN LIVING WITH WHATEVER SAVINGS WE HAD. I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND A JOB AND HAVE WORKED WHATEVER THAT I COULD FIND. MY WIFE HAS BEEN ILL FOR SHE CAME DOWN WITH A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN DUE TO OUR STRUGGLES AND IS NOT ABLE TO DRIVE NOR WORK.

WE HAVE THREE BEAUTIFUL AND SMART KIDS IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL WHO ENJOY THEIR SCHOOL. THEY UNDERSTAND WE ARE GOING THROUGH A VERY TOUGH TIME AND SO THEY DON'T COMPLAIN AT ALL ABOUT THE STRUGGLES AND AMOUNT OF FOOD TO EAT OR THINGS WE CAN'T BUY.

WE ARE RECEIVING WELFARE SUPPORT FROM THE GOVERNMENT BUT THE CASH AID AND FOOD STAMP ARE NOT ENOUGH TO LIVE BY. WE HAVE ALREADY RUN OUT ON FOOD STAMP AND CASH AID.

WE ARE BACKED UP IN OUR RENT BY 2 MONTHS AND THE LANDLORD HAS BEEN VERY GRACIOUS BUT HE CAN ONLY STRETCH HIS GENEROSITY TO CERTAIN EXTENT.

WE HAVE ONE MINIVAN THAT HAS BEEN REPOSSESSED TODAY AND I DON'T KNOW HOW WE ARE GOING TO SEND KIDS TO SCHOOL.

I CAN'T STOP BUT CRYING FOR I AM SO HELPLESS. I WANT TO GET BACK ON MY FEET. PLEASE, PLEASE HELP US!

I PRAY THAT MY PRAYER BE ANSWERED FOR THE GOOD LORD KNOW I'M HOLDING ON AS MUCH AS I CAN.

MY NAME IS JOHN LEE AND EVER SINCE I CLOSED DOWN MY BUSINESS 2 YEARS AGO, WE'VE BEEN LIVING WITH WHATEVER SAVINGS WE HAD. I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND A JOB AND HAVE WORKED WHATEVER THAT I COULD FIND. MY WIFE HAS BEEN ILL FOR SHE CAME DOWN WITH A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN DUE TO OUR STRUGGLES AND IS NOT ABLE TO DRIVE NOR WORK.

WE HAVE THREE BEAUTIFUL AND SMART KIDS IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL WHO ENJOY THEIR SCHOOL. THEY UNDERSTAND WE ARE GOING THROUGH A VERY TOUGH TIME AND SO THEY DON'T COMPLAIN AT ALL ABOUT THE STRUGGLES AND AMOUNT OF FOOD TO EAT OR THINGS WE CAN'T BUY.

WE ARE RECEIVING WELFARE SUPPORT FROM THE GOVERNMENT BUT THE CASH AID AND FOOD STAMP ARE NOT ENOUGH TO LIVE BY. WE HAVE ALREADY RUN OUT ON FOOD STAMP AND CASH AID.

WE ARE BACKED UP IN OUR RENT BY 2 MONTHS AND THE LANDLORD HAS BEEN VERY GRACIOUS BUT HE CAN ONLY STRETCH HIS GENEROSITY TO CERTAIN EXTENT.

WE HAVE ONE MINIVAN THAT HAS BEEN REPOSSESSED TODAY AND I DON'T KNOW HOW WE ARE GOING TO SEND KIDS TO SCHOOL.

I CAN'T STOP BUT CRYING FOR I AM SO HELPLESS. I WANT TO GET BACK ON MY FEET. PLEASE, PLEASE HELP US!

I PRAY THAT MY PRAYER BE ANSWERED FOR THE GOOD LORD KNOW I'M HOLDING ON AS MUCH AS I CAN.

Please I need help to continue to stay in motel room in order not live on the streets. I have four kids and a fiance. I am living in a motel because I can't afford money for an apartment. My fiance sits at a gas station holding a sign with the kids saying we need help paying for motel. We have been doing this since August 2011. My fiance been looking for job since 2008 and has been coming up empty since then. This has been really hard for all of us. Please donate I really appreciate

Hi i'm a 22 yr old female that doesn't leave her home. I've been like this since very young. I have these insecurities that give me nothing but paranoid/depressed feelings. I come from a poor family. I hope that one day i will be able to live my life because right now i just exist. My insecurities come from family, u see when i was younger i was abused by my older sisters. incest that went on for years though i cried out for help nobody believed me/or just didn't care. Not to mention i was continuously abandoned. . My sisters would make jokes about my teeth and my lower body telling me that my teeth were crooked and that i had a man's body. Telling me this wasn't enough they passed this on to their friends that also put me down & sexually abused me as well. i'm a genuine person with a lot of love but i'am too insecure to explore anything in life. My mother died not too long ago and i really have nobody to be there helping me in any way really. I have no income at all because i'm afraid to leave my home, My grandmother puts food on the table and does the best she can but as for anything else i have nothing. it's gotten so bad for me i know i won't b able to give my 100% working or in school anywhere with how i feel about myself always. It's been extremely hard for me i did not finish school and i have no friends. Nobody really knows i exist because they've never seen me. it's hard living a life peeking out the window sometimes seeing people with their children or coming from work knowing i'm way too scared to leave my house to even begin to have a family of my own or what they have. I don't need everything i really don't... Just want the option that i can make something of myself& finally put these insecurities behind me. I dream of being able to help myself support & be independent. But too insecure that people will point and stare like they have in my past. The truth is when u don't love yourself nobody else will. All my family has moved on in their life's, i'm the only one stuck with no help. & the only one so far behind with these things holding me back. I'M LOCKED IN MYSELF and i would really love if someone can help me with the money so i can fix my lower body and teeth. I just want the confidence so i can make a difference in my life. I know thats all i need is to feel good about myself. i'm strong to even still be alive after all i've gone through but that's the little faith i have that someone would help me. i'm not sure the exact amount but from what i've researched the cheapest amount it's about $12,000-13,000 thank you so much for taking the time out to read. Anything to help will be greatly appreciated i'm willing to even loan it until i can pay it back.thank you !!

We desperately need your help! We are a small church located in an economically disadvantaged community. We own a house that was deeded over to us by a former pastor and are at risk of losing that property because of our inability to pay some past due taxes on the property.

The house was deeded to the church over 30 years ago by a former pastor of the church who had become ill and subsequently passed away. The house is not located in the same community as the church. (In fact, it is some distance away from the church, and therefore could not be utilized for church-related purposes which would have taken it off of the tax roll). As a result of gentrification in that community, the property values have increased tremendously. The property tax assessment for the property owned by the church escalated to staggering heights during the housing bubble.

Because of this the church has had much difficulty keeping up with all of the taxes on the property (a general tax, a school tax, and a village tax). The rental income from the property is used to assist the church with operating expenses, maintenance of all of the church properties, as well as paying the taxes. Finally, reassessment in the last couple of years has brought down the amount of taxes to be paid and we are better able to handle some of the current taxes due, but some of the older taxes were sold and consolidated in tax lien sales. The consolidation of the prior taxes due has hurt us tremendously. Numerous times the unpaid taxes were consolidated prior to our completion of raising enough funds to pay off some of them in their unconsolidated state. Individually some were $1,000 to $3,000 respectively. They have been consolidated totaling almost $19,000. We are not permitted to pay the liens individually which was viable, we have to pay them in total.

There is a holding company based in the community where the house is located which purchased those liens. That company is now a few months away from being able to begin foreclosure proceedings and take a valuable piece of real estate out from under the church. This would be devastating to the church.

The church has been in the process of trying to sell the house and use the proceeds from the sale to build a much needed new church building in the community it is located as well as to pay off those outstanding liens at closing, and to unload a property that was once a blessing to the church, but has long since become a burden. We don’t want to lose the property. We want to be able to sell it. We had some offers on the house, but at the last minute a promising deal fell through. Previously interested buyers, for some reason now, are less interested. We feel it is possible that there may some collusion within the community where the house is located to wait for the lien process to move forward and that potential purchasers connected with the holding company will be able to take the property and flip it to tremendous financial advantage, while leaving the church with nothing for thirty years of struggling to take care of the property.

It is important that we are allowed to sell the house and build our new church. We are in the final stages of making the new building a reality. All we have to do is secure the construction financing. Receipt of a commitment letter for the sale of the house is all that stands in the way of a 40+ year dream for the congregation. It would give us the down-payment that we need to move forward.

With the construction of a new church, we would be able to operate before and after school programs, have handicap accessible restrooms, and provide better services to the community. We have a senior citizens housing complex across the street from our church, and many of the residents would attend our church but they are unable to climb up and down the stairs to the single-person restrooms in the basement. We also operate a summer day camp which would benefit greatly from having more space in which to operate. We would be able to accommodate many more youngsters, many of whose families are unable to afford the other summer camps operating in the area. We have had to turn down prospective campers because of space constraints.

Our congregational makeup has changed over the years. The financial impact of that changed has been coupled with the severe impact of the economic downturn on our community. We have more retirees now on fixed income, youth, and small children, many of whom have young mothers, and some people who are working age, mostly with working class wages. We need to build a church to better meet the needs of our congregation and community. We operate a food pantry and soup kitchen which would be able to open more days a week with bigger pantry space and a modern commercial kitchen.

As I stated, we are in the final stages of the building project. We have our permits, plans, and contractor selected. We are ready to obtain financing. The congregation, which has always striven to do much with little, has invested much in this projected over the years and the sale of this property owned by the church is the one thing that stands in the way of it happening. Please do not let us lose this property just so a few people can make a quick buck. Help us to pay off these tax liens so that our church will be able to help transform an entire community!

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

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

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP

Folks, I know you are descent and good. I know you all have good, giving hearts, or else you wouldn't be searching to help someone like me and my family. I have always tried to be a good Christian and now I have faith that some good soul like you will help us. I lost my job about 8 months ago and now my household is at the verge of falling apart. I was working off the books and now I can't qualify for unemployment. I am doing my best to raise my 3 daughters on my own but now my middle child has given birth to her first child and we are in a real bind. The babies father skipped back to his country and has left us holding the proverbial bag. Every day is a stressful struggle and my daughter is falling apart.My oldest has become very rebellious and somewhat disrespectful. She is blaming me for everything that is happening. She blames me that my spouse ran out on us with someone else. But I am doing my best to care for the newborn (her name is Mya)while my daughter tries to focus on her grades; but we are losing the battle right now. We need help. God do We need help badly. Please, I know that you are a good, loving person, I know that your heart loves to see a happy family. And I know you wouldn't want to see anyones children hurt, especially their grandchildren. But if you could please, just donate a few dollars to help us. I can't repay you. The reward and repayment will have to be knowing that you are doing the lords will. Just knowing that you are a vessel of Gods charity and love and good will. I really don't know how I happened to find this website, there are some things I just don't question. Just please, Click on the Donate button below and give as much or as little as you can. I don't need much to survive, But I don't want my children to just survive, I want them to have a life and to live.
Thank you so much,
TJP