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Since today is Mother’s Day, I wanted to share my journey thus far and what it’s meant to be a mother for me. My story is unique in that I’ve overcome various obstacles to gain what some may call normalcy. Now I’m facing a struggle in which I’m hoping to tap into the kindness of the internet in order to help me through this hurdle.

I was raised by a single parent and grew up in a town where most families were on some sort of government assistance and could barely make ends meet. I was always taught to value what I had and that hard work will always bear its fruits. My high school was filled with kids who didn’t care about getting an education. I was a introverted “nerd” who took Honors and AP classes and saw education as a way to get out of a town that didn’t have much opportunity for growth. While I valued my education, I was also bored to death, even in my “accelerated classes,” so I stupidly acted out and started to party as high school kids do. I ditched class to drink and dabbled a bit in drugs because there was nothing else to do. Even as I partied, I still managed to remain on the honor roll for all 4 years. Fast forward to the beginning of my senior year, our class had 250 kids and throughout the year approximately half of the student body dropped out at one point or another, giving up on their 14 year investment in their education. I made it to the end, but while everyone was excitedly responding to college acceptance letters, I had to throw all of mine out. Why? I was pregnant. I fully accept responsibility for my actions, but sex was not talked about in my household. I had no idea I had access to birth control or condoms and foolishly made a mistake that would change my life. I went to my prom and graduation 3 months pregnant without anyone knowing aside from my family.

The summer after graduation was spent brainstorming options and finding a job to help support my unborn child. I decided to keep the baby, thinking I would give it up for adoption. I was too immature to take care of myself, and now a baby? No way. As the months progressed, I fell in love with the baby and decided to keep her and raise her with the help of my family. I was excited but deep inside I was depressed. I really wanted to go off to college and live the life of a student living on campus, making new friends, staying up late to cram for midterms and possibly travel a bit. I couldn’t do that anymore and the thought of experiencing college in any other way didn’t entice me. I also knew if I didn’t get an education, I’d be stuck in a cycle of dead end jobs all my life. I knew I didn’t want to struggle like I’ve seen my family fight just to put a decent meal on the table and keep the lights from getting shut down.

I started college two months after my daughter was born. She was perfection and an incredible motivator. I’ve always thought that she deserves something better, beyond what I can give her but I decided to try my best to give her an amazing life. Since I just had a baby, I wanted to explore the opportunities I had outside of a traditional classroom in college. Luckily, the local community college offered online courses which only required me to be in class on the first day, at midterms and during finals week. I did this for a year and a half until I took every online course possible. Then it was time for full immersion into college. Here came daycare and having to balance college life with working and a small child.

My average day in college looked like this: we’d have to wake up at the crack of dawn so my daughter and I could ride a 45-minute bus to school. Unlike most of my classmates, I had to dash straight from work to class or go to work right after class so that I could pick up my daughter from school at a proper hour. I was very fortunate to land a job in a small office as an office assistant during college that would later prove invaluable. The pay was ok, but I was allowed to tailor my schedule to be compatible with my changing class load every semester. After our day was done came another bus ride. Once we got home, I’d have to make dinner, pack us lunch for the next day, prepare her backpack with extra clothes plus wash and prepare a day’s worth of bottles for my daughter. After I put my daughter to bed was the only time I had for homework. I’d stay up until about 2am every night doing my reading assignments or writing papers only to have to get up 3 ½ hours later to start my day again.

I did this every day for 5 ½ years.

Was it worth it? Heck yeah. I got my bachelor’s degree on my wall as proof. I am the first person in my family to ever get a degree. I have multiple relatives my age who ended up dropping out for various reasons yet I managed to graduate (with honors!) while juggling a small child and a demanding job. Aside from raising my daughter, this is what I’m most proud of thus far. I read online that less than 2% of teen moms attain a college degree before age 30. I’m stoked beyond words to be a part of that 2% (Source) I hope that this struggle and success will set an example to my daughter and show her that hard work does pay off.

After college, I worked a few jobs that I wasn’t too keen on. Too corporate, too stuffy, too bureaucratic to evoke any change and make an impact. I wanted to wake up every morning and feel inspired to go to work. I didn’t just want a paycheck, I wanted to engulf myself within organization so that I could kick ass and take names. I also wanted a 401(k), health benefits and life insurance so that my bases could be covered in old age. But mainly I wanted to wake up invigorated every morning and be able to pay my bills. After college, my daughter and I moved into our first home. I loved waking her up in her room filled with the girliest of things. I was a proud mama–on my own, college educated and living life as an independent woman.

Independent but unfulfilled. That is, until I was introduced to the CEO of my most recent employer. We hit it off immediately and within two week was offered the chance of a lifetime. I was invited to join his multimillion dollar company and close-knit team as his right hand. I’d learn all the in’s and out’s of running a business in a dynamic industry and receive a nice salary. After a bit of contemplation, I decided to resign from my stuffy job to join a company I was proud to be apart of. My job was great. It was flexible, nurturing, educational and insightful. In a few short weeks, I was in the trenches with my boss handling everything from sales to contracts to finance to HR. That is, until the company suddenly went out of business. I won’t get into the details but I was told I’d have a month before we were all let go. This was the job I wanted to settle in and dedicate years to, not just a job really but a mission to which I was dedicated.

I was laid off in March with no severance pay as the company had nothing. I had a small savings which I tapped into as I began searching for a job. I had to file for unemployment for the first time, which was hard as I’ve prided myself on not having to use government resources to pay my bills. I have almost a decade of solid work history and yet I’m struggling to find a job. Places are hiring but they’re scarce and don’t always offer pay that can support a family.

My bills are piling up and I have family and friends that are in no position to help me out. Unemployment can only pay so much and it isn’t enough to put a home-cooked meal on the table or keep everything paid. I’m in the process of starting up two businesses–one that peddles vintage finds and another that provides folks with stellar resumes to land their dream job so that I can increase my cash flow, but in the meantime, I’m asking for any donations to my cause. I’m willing to offer any services in return for a donation over $30 via paypal. There’s a button below where your transaction will be processed safely and gratefully!

Please pass this on and +1 it, favorite it, retweet it and share in any way possible! No action is too small or unappreciated.

Thank you so much for letting me share my story with you.

Since today is Mother’s Day, I wanted to share my journey thus far and what it’s meant to be a mother for me. My story is unique in that I’ve overcome various obstacles to gain what some may call normalcy. Now I’m facing a struggle in which I’m hoping to tap into the kindness of the internet in order to help me through this hurdle.

I was raised by a single parent and grew up in a town where most families were on some sort of government assistance and could barely make ends meet. I was always taught to value what I had and that hard work will always bear its fruits. My high school was filled with kids who didn’t care about getting an education. I was a introverted “nerd” who took Honors and AP classes and saw education as a way to get out of a town that didn’t have much opportunity for growth. While I valued my education, I was also bored to death, even in my “accelerated classes,” so I stupidly acted out and started to party as high school kids do. I ditched class to drink and dabbled a bit in drugs because there was nothing else to do. Even as I partied, I still managed to remain on the honor roll for all 4 years. Fast forward to the beginning of my senior year, our class had 250 kids and throughout the year approximately half of the student body dropped out at one point or another, giving up on their 14 year investment in their education. I made it to the end, but while everyone was excitedly responding to college acceptance letters, I had to throw all of mine out. Why? I was pregnant. I fully accept responsibility for my actions, but sex was not talked about in my household. I had no idea I had access to birth control or condoms and foolishly made a mistake that would change my life. I went to my prom and graduation 3 months pregnant without anyone knowing aside from my family.

The summer after graduation was spent brainstorming options and finding a job to help support my unborn child. I decided to keep the baby, thinking I would give it up for adoption. I was too immature to take care of myself, and now a baby? No way. As the months progressed, I fell in love with the baby and decided to keep her and raise her with the help of my family. I was excited but deep inside I was depressed. I really wanted to go off to college and live the life of a student living on campus, making new friends, staying up late to cram for midterms and possibly travel a bit. I couldn’t do that anymore and the thought of experiencing college in any other way didn’t entice me. I also knew if I didn’t get an education, I’d be stuck in a cycle of dead end jobs all my life. I knew I didn’t want to struggle like I’ve seen my family fight just to put a decent meal on the table and keep the lights from getting shut down.

I started college two months after my daughter was born. She was perfection and an incredible motivator. I’ve always thought that she deserves something better, beyond what I can give her but I decided to try my best to give her an amazing life. Since I just had a baby, I wanted to explore the opportunities I had outside of a traditional classroom in college. Luckily, the local community college offered online courses which only required me to be in class on the first day, at midterms and during finals week. I did this for a year and a half until I took every online course possible. Then it was time for full immersion into college. Here came daycare and having to balance college life with working and a small child.

My average day in college looked like this: we’d have to wake up at the crack of dawn so my daughter and I could ride a 45-minute bus to school. Unlike most of my classmates, I had to dash straight from work to class or go to work right after class so that I could pick up my daughter from school at a proper hour. I was very fortunate to land a job in a small office as an office assistant during college that would later prove invaluable. The pay was ok, but I was allowed to tailor my schedule to be compatible with my changing class load every semester. After our day was done came another bus ride. Once we got home, I’d have to make dinner, pack us lunch for the next day, prepare her backpack with extra clothes plus wash and prepare a day’s worth of bottles for my daughter. After I put my daughter to bed was the only time I had for homework. I’d stay up until about 2am every night doing my reading assignments or writing papers only to have to get up 3 ½ hours later to start my day again.

I did this every day for 5 ½ years.

Was it worth it? Heck yeah. I got my bachelor’s degree on my wall as proof. I am the first person in my family to ever get a degree. I have multiple relatives my age who ended up dropping out for various reasons yet I managed to graduate (with honors!) while juggling a small child and a demanding job. Aside from raising my daughter, this is what I’m most proud of thus far. I read online that less than 2% of teen moms attain a college degree before age 30. I’m stoked beyond words to be a part of that 2% (Source) I hope that this struggle and success will set an example to my daughter and show her that hard work does pay off.

After college, I worked a few jobs that I wasn’t too keen on. Too corporate, too stuffy, too bureaucratic to evoke any change and make an impact. I wanted to wake up every morning and feel inspired to go to work. I didn’t just want a paycheck, I wanted to engulf myself within organization so that I could kick ass and take names. I also wanted a 401(k), health benefits and life insurance so that my bases could be covered in old age. But mainly I wanted to wake up invigorated every morning and be able to pay my bills. After college, my daughter and I moved into our first home. I loved waking her up in her room filled with the girliest of things. I was a proud mama–on my own, college educated and living life as an independent woman.

Independent but unfulfilled. That is, until I was introduced to the CEO of my most recent employer. We hit it off immediately and within two week was offered the chance of a lifetime. I was invited to join his multimillion dollar company and close-knit team as his right hand. I’d learn all the in’s and out’s of running a business in a dynamic industry and receive a nice salary. After a bit of contemplation, I decided to resign from my stuffy job to join a company I was proud to be apart of. My job was great. It was flexible, nurturing, educational and insightful. In a few short weeks, I was in the trenches with my boss handling everything from sales to contracts to finance to HR. That is, until the company suddenly went out of business. I won’t get into the details but I was told I’d have a month before we were all let go. This was the job I wanted to settle in and dedicate years to, not just a job really but a mission to which I was dedicated.

I was laid off in March with no severance pay as the company had nothing. I had a small savings which I tapped into as I began searching for a job. I had to file for unemployment for the first time, which was hard as I’ve prided myself on not having to use government resources to pay my bills. I have almost a decade of solid work history and yet I’m struggling to find a job. Places are hiring but they’re scarce and don’t always offer pay that can support a family.

My bills are piling up and I have family and friends that are in no position to help me out. Unemployment can only pay so much and it isn’t enough to put a home-cooked meal on the table or keep everything paid. I’m in the process of starting up two businesses–one that peddles vintage finds and another that provides folks with stellar resumes to land their dream job so that I can increase my cash flow, but in the meantime, I’m asking for any donations to my cause. I’m willing to offer any services in return for a donation over $30 via paypal. There’s a button below where your transaction will be processed safely and gratefully!

Please pass this on and +1 it, favorite it, retweet it and share in any way possible! No action is too small or unappreciated.

Thank you so much for letting me share my story with you.

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Since today is Mother’s Day, I wanted to share my journey thus far and what it’s meant to be a mother for me. My story is unique in that I’ve overcome various obstacles to gain what some may call normalcy. Now I’m facing a struggle in which I’m hoping to tap into the kindness of the internet in order to help me through this hurdle.

I was raised by a single parent and grew up in a town where most families were on some sort of government assistance and could barely make ends meet. I was always taught to value what I had and that hard work will always bear its fruits. My high school was filled with kids who didn’t care about getting an education. I was a introverted “nerd” who took Honors and AP classes and saw education as a way to get out of a town that didn’t have much opportunity for growth. While I valued my education, I was also bored to death, even in my “accelerated classes,” so I stupidly acted out and started to party as high school kids do. I ditched class to drink and dabbled a bit in drugs because there was nothing else to do. Even as I partied, I still managed to remain on the honor roll for all 4 years. Fast forward to the beginning of my senior year, our class had 250 kids and throughout the year approximately half of the student body dropped out at one point or another, giving up on their 14 year investment in their education. I made it to the end, but while everyone was excitedly responding to college acceptance letters, I had to throw all of mine out. Why? I was pregnant. I fully accept responsibility for my actions, but sex was not talked about in my household. I had no idea I had access to birth control or condoms and foolishly made a mistake that would change my life. I went to my prom and graduation 3 months pregnant without anyone knowing aside from my family.

The summer after graduation was spent brainstorming options and finding a job to help support my unborn child. I decided to keep the baby, thinking I would give it up for adoption. I was too immature to take care of myself, and now a baby? No way. As the months progressed, I fell in love with the baby and decided to keep her and raise her with the help of my family. I was excited but deep inside I was depressed. I really wanted to go off to college and live the life of a student living on campus, making new friends, staying up late to cram for midterms and possibly travel a bit. I couldn’t do that anymore and the thought of experiencing college in any other way didn’t entice me. I also knew if I didn’t get an education, I’d be stuck in a cycle of dead end jobs all my life. I knew I didn’t want to struggle like I’ve seen my family fight just to put a decent meal on the table and keep the lights from getting shut down.

I started college two months after my daughter was born. She was perfection and an incredible motivator. I’ve always thought that she deserves something better, beyond what I can give her but I decided to try my best to give her an amazing life. Since I just had a baby, I wanted to explore the opportunities I had outside of a traditional classroom in college. Luckily, the local community college offered online courses which only required me to be in class on the first day, at midterms and during finals week. I did this for a year and a half until I took every online course possible. Then it was time for full immersion into college. Here came daycare and having to balance college life with working and a small child.

My average day in college looked like this: we’d have to wake up at the crack of dawn so my daughter and I could ride a 45-minute bus to school. Unlike most of my classmates, I had to dash straight from work to class or go to work right after class so that I could pick up my daughter from school at a proper hour. I was very fortunate to land a job in a small office as an office assistant during college that would later prove invaluable. The pay was ok, but I was allowed to tailor my schedule to be compatible with my changing class load every semester. After our day was done came another bus ride. Once we got home, I’d have to make dinner, pack us lunch for the next day, prepare her backpack with extra clothes plus wash and prepare a day’s worth of bottles for my daughter. After I put my daughter to bed was the only time I had for homework. I’d stay up until about 2am every night doing my reading assignments or writing papers only to have to get up 3 ½ hours later to start my day again.

I did this every day for 5 ½ years.

Was it worth it? Heck yeah. I got my bachelor’s degree on my wall as proof. I am the first person in my family to ever get a degree. I have multiple relatives my age who ended up dropping out for various reasons yet I managed to graduate (with honors!) while juggling a small child and a demanding job. Aside from raising my daughter, this is what I’m most proud of thus far. I read online that less than 2% of teen moms attain a college degree before age 30. I’m stoked beyond words to be a part of that 2% (Source) I hope that this struggle and success will set an example to my daughter and show her that hard work does pay off.

After college, I worked a few jobs that I wasn’t too keen on. Too corporate, too stuffy, too bureaucratic to evoke any change and make an impact. I wanted to wake up every morning and feel inspired to go to work. I didn’t just want a paycheck, I wanted to engulf myself within organization so that I could kick ass and take names. I also wanted a 401(k), health benefits and life insurance so that my bases could be covered in old age. But mainly I wanted to wake up invigorated every morning and be able to pay my bills. After college, my daughter and I moved into our first home. I loved waking her up in her room filled with the girliest of things. I was a proud mama–on my own, college educated and living life as an independent woman.

Independent but unfulfilled. That is, until I was introduced to the CEO of my most recent employer. We hit it off immediately and within two week was offered the chance of a lifetime. I was invited to join his multimillion dollar company and close-knit team as his right hand. I’d learn all the in’s and out’s of running a business in a dynamic industry and receive a nice salary. After a bit of contemplation, I decided to resign from my stuffy job to join a company I was proud to be apart of. My job was great. It was flexible, nurturing, educational and insightful. In a few short weeks, I was in the trenches with my boss handling everything from sales to contracts to finance to HR. That is, until the company suddenly went out of business. I won’t get into the details but I was told I’d have a month before we were all let go. This was the job I wanted to settle in and dedicate years to, not just a job really but a mission to which I was dedicated.

I was laid off in March with no severance pay as the company had nothing. I had a small savings which I tapped into as I began searching for a job. I had to file for unemployment for the first time, which was hard as I’ve prided myself on not having to use government resources to pay my bills. I have almost a decade of solid work history and yet I’m struggling to find a job. Places are hiring but they’re scarce and don’t always offer pay that can support a family.

My bills are piling up and I have family and friends that are in no position to help me out. Unemployment can only pay so much and it isn’t enough to put a home-cooked meal on the table or keep everything paid. I’m in the process of starting up two businesses–one that peddles vintage finds and another that provides folks with stellar resumes to land their dream job so that I can increase my cash flow, but in the meantime, I’m asking for any donations to my cause. I’m willing to offer any services in return for a donation over $30 via paypal. There’s a button below where your transaction will be processed safely and gratefully!

Please pass this on and +1 it, favorite it, retweet it and share in any way possible! No action is too small or unappreciated.

Thank you so much for letting me share my story with you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

HI, I'm a married mum of two, and our family is going through a tough patch. My daughter has a rare neurological condition called Sturge Weber syndrome, which consists of a large Port Wine Birthmark covering two thirds of her face, scalp, and chest, learning difficulties, speech delay, potentially glaucoma in the future. Thankfully she has never had a full seizure that so many SWS children have daily. She started school this year, and we were successful in applying for a Support Teacher and Language Therapist to help her so she could attend mainstream school. When I say successful, I mean we fought all the way !!! This extra teaching she receives means she gets a lot of homework to keep up with the rest of the class, so I went part time at work, so I could pick her up from school, at spend the time concentrating on her homework, etc. so this had a significant effect on our finances. But my husbands business was doing Ok. He and another partner run a small metal work business, just the two of them. However, since October 2011, the work for them has dried up, and there has been several months where they've not had enough business to take home any pay. We also have to take out daughter to a hospital 300 miles away for her laser surgery for the Port Wine Birthmark. The surgery is to lighten the birthmark as much as possible. So far we have seen some good results but she still has some way to go. Unfortunately, these hospital trips cost us quite a bit, by the time we pay for the fuel, overnight stay in hotel and food, etc. If any can spare any amount of cash to help us through this incredibly tough period, I would be so grateful.
Thanks for taking time to read this post.
regards

hi,i am a stressed out mum with 5 children,2 have Aspergers/Autism and i am trying my best to look after them and study so that i can better myself and hopefully be able to take them for a little holiday as we have never been anywhere.i do not want to go anywhere expensive,just a weekend away with them would be the best ever.my house also has terrible dry rot,i have spent all the money i had having it treated (house insurance would not cover it).we had to rip all the kitchen worktops and units out(ruined by rot)and knock all the plaster off the walls to treat it,if i could just have any small amounts i could buy kitchen units on sale and try and give the children a tidy clean place to cook and eat their food and do their homework in,i will be extreemly greatful for any amounts to help me so that the children will have a better life,my autistic son cant cope with mess and cries all the time and asks me why he is the only boy in his class that hasnt been on holiday.thank you for reading this plea and if you feellike you would like to help out i am eternally greatful.thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I am a solo mum with my invalid 81 year old father and 2 teenage boys at home. I work 2 jobs to keep us. My son will be 17years old in 3 weeks and he wants to work. He is in his final year at school, year 12. When finished year 12 in 2012 he wants to be our family's third generation farmer.Our family for 2 generations have worked and lived on the land for farm owners. Helping out on other peoples farms for all of his 17 years he has a wealth of knowledge and experience far beyond his years. I am not financial enough to feed us every night let alone give him any assistance for a bright albeit a hard working future. We live in Queensland in an area where most of the casual farm work is already taken.Please, we do not have any family who can help us out with a job let alone a dream. A little help from a lot of people can help get my sons future off the ground to run and own his own farm.Having his own farm has been the only job he has ever wanted.He has 2 willing workers in myself and his brother to get things started. There is also a lot of his peers who also have grown up in this farming district, youth who are willing and able to work along side of him. The alternative is they too will be out of work by the end of this year. We need what to us is an enormous amount of money,around $750,000.00 to purchase an existing Lucerne farm.He wants to be innovative and extend the Lucerne producing farm into a mixed business, Lucerne and old fashion calf rearing.There are no existing farms of this type in the area.There are many Lucerne farms locally but no calf rearing farms. We have done our homework, calf rearing is very viable. The Northern Territory runs successful calf rearing farms.This is also an area we are comfortable in. For extra pocket money it is what we have done in the past when we have been allowed to use the owners property.Please help me buy my boys a job and more importantly a very Australian future on the land.

HELLO, MY NAME IS LISA AND I HAVE A 15 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER, WHO IS REALLY TRYING IN SCHOOL, SHES BROUGHT UP HER GRADES BY QUITE A LOT ALREADY, BUT HER GRADES AND WORK REALLY SUFFER BECAUSE I CANT AFFORD A COMPUTER FOR HER TO DO HER HOMEWORK, CHECK HER GRADES, RESSEARCH, DO REPORTS... AND SHES THE ONLY ONE IN HER CLASSES THAT DOSN'T HAVE ONE, SO SHE GETS TEASED ALOT, EVEN BY HER TEACHERS FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO DO ALOT OF STUFF THAT HAS TO BE DONE ON A COMPUTER..

IT'S AFFECTING HER CLASSWORK, HER GRADES, HER SELF ESTEEM, AND IT'S MAKING ME FEEL SO BAD, SO NEEDY, AND SO POOR..... AND NOW IT'S THANKSGIVING, AND CHRISTMAS, AND THERE WILL BE NO WAY FOR ME TO AFFORD ONE, EVEN THOUGH IT'S HER ONLY ITEM ON HER CHRISTMAS LIST.... I FEEL LIKE A TOTAL FLOP...
I VE TRIED EVERYTHING I COULD THINK OF, UNTIL NOW WHEN I FOUND THIS BEG SITE, SO IM GIVING THIS ONE A TRY TO...

IF THERE IS ANYWAY YOU CAN HELP, DONATE TOWARDS BUYING ONE, DONATING HER A COMPUTER...A CHRISTMAS GIFT...YOU JUST WANT TO HELP A NEEDY MOM AND A STRUGGLING STUDENT WHO IS TRYING AND COULD REALLY USE SOME HELP...PLEASE HELP US.. ANYTHING WILL HELP...WE BOTH WILL THANK YOU FOREVER... lISA AND TRISHA...

It is almost Christmas time. My funds are very low. I know I will not have money for Christmas. I have so many bills this year. I have used all my retirement and savings to caught up with my bills. I am on a debt plan and for me to stay on top of that I will not be able to buy Christmas. I would like to get my girls a laptop a piece to do their homework with a printer. As of now I either go to the library which is on the other side of town or I use my neighbors laptop. If anyway please help my girls.

I knew the day would come. I would turn the key to the lock of my apartment and the lights wouldn't turn on. I would drop my purse on the counter and open the refrigerator to get a cold drink and it wouldn't be there. For months I stressed about it; feeling powerless to do anything about it. After five years at my job, I still couldn't afford to pay my bills.

A few of my family members know that I don't have electricity; and one trusted co-worker at my job. But it's the secret shame I'm only allowed to grieve about when I walk out the doors of my job every day. The extra daylight of Summer delays the depression that sets in inside a dark apartment. I sit in my recliner next the the window in my living room, in front of a television I can't turn on. My radio and my cell phone is my only connection to what's going on on the outside. As the heat index creeps into the 90's, it's harder and harder for me to get the rest I need to be ready for work the next day. It's hard to keep my motivation up to keep getting out of bed to go to a job that won't get this $6,000.00 monkey off my back.

In my lowest moments I think about how this all came to be. I was trying to do a good deed. PECO Energy turned off my cousin's electric. So I turned it on in my name. I was so naive... so trusting... I was paying rent. I thought she was paying the bill. I never once questioned it. Isn't that what people do? They pay bills right? I never once questioned it. I never imagined that I could be burned this way by the people I trusted the most; my family.

PECO Energy had every reason why they couldn't work with me. with a rent of $700.00 a month and an income of $21,000 a year, I was told by every public assistance program that I make too much money. It's expensive to eat out, so most of my income is absorbed with rent and food. I will be starting college in August and I have no electricity to do my homework.

To say that I need help is an understatement. This is a heartfelt plea to anyone out there who has ever wanted more for their life; and for anyone who was ever drowning and someone grabbed their hand to pull them up. I really need some help. My bill is $6,000.00. Whatever you can donate, no matter how small will be the miracle I need to turn this thing around. Opening up this dialog has been one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do. I want to thank all of you who read this and decide to be the difference.

When my husband became disabled we were unable to make the house payment, the mtg co. didn't care to help, oh and by the way, there is no such thing as "government programs" that force a mtg company to help its borrowers, its all a lie, we signed up for HAMP, tried to short sell, we did everything possible but the mortgage company forclosed anyway. And they sold our house at auction on the same day they told our realtor that they would work with him on a short sale. Government Programs? Obama's "Making Home Affordable" plan? Yeah, right. Please help us pay down some bills, we are struggling just to pay a measly $800 in rent every month. YES! I have a job, I'm working, I'm not sitting back waiting for someone else to pay things for me. But I don't make much and my husbands disability is not much either. We shut off our cable and cancelled our cell phones, the only "luxury" we have is internet because that keeps us in touch with job searches and gives the kids homework resources. Please help with whatever you can. Thank you so much.

plz donate me just $10. it's rally a very urgent personal need. I cant cask from someone i know. paypal homework.assignments5@gmail.com

My fiancee and I began caring for his son's half sister full time about a year and a half ago when their mother hit some hard times. At one point we had even taken the mother in because we wouldn't allow the kids to visit her due to the types of people she was staying with and the types of things going on in those places.
She has sent some money over this time, but not nearly enough to care for even one child...I've taken to working only part-time so the kids can still go to their old school in a neighboring town and I can drive them, pick them up, help with homework, be there if they get sick, take them to play with friends, etc... to keep things as stable as possible for them. My fiancee works beyond full-time on a graveyard shift.
We need to pay off our car as quickly as possible so he can go back to school to further his career. Something we were both planning on doing before we took in this sweet little girl. All we need is $2500, so we can own our car, eliminate the late fees, and lower our insurance. It would free up just enough money every month so that we could stay on top of our bills and keep enough food in the house while allowing us to better ourselves and our financial future so these kids will always have a safe place to call home whenever they need it.

To Whom It May Concern:

My name is Erin Michelle, I am a 27 year old single mother of 4. Currently I work as clerical support for a non-profit. I have recently run into a situation where my son has been coming home with computer home work. Well its kind of funny we dont own a computer. I work from 9-5:30 daily and by the time I get home cook and help with homework it is already 9pm meaning no public computers. So i always end up doing his computer homework. So now I'm begging any computer as long as it works and has some type of memory I would greatly appreciate it. If you can help me in my time of need please email me at erinmfletcher1982@yahoo.com