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I am middle child of three brothers. Currently, my older brother and I are currently unemployed looking desperately to find a job again. Back in November, my mother was diagnosed with acute leukemia. A day after she was diagnosed she had a stroke and my mother has not been the same since. The stroke caused a condition called "Broca's Apasia" which affects the speech part of your brain. Basically with this condition she can understand everything spoken to her, but it's her finding those words to speak back which has been affected. No complete sentence hardly ever. Well my brother and I quit our jobs to become her caretakers at home. In to a few weeks of this we had to take her to intensive care at MD Anderson because she had developed MRSA infection (Hostpital Super-Bug), and she went into septic shock. Septic shock summed up is your organs going into failure. She was put into a sedated coma for a little over a month. She was then slowly brought out of the coma and transferred to a ICU at a Hospice/Rehabilitation Facility where the doctors estimated her recovery program to take 2-3 years. We all now how much money this will accumulate to. Her insurance is fixing to run out, and when she is put on medicaid they can take all of her assets to cover medical costs. So my brother and I had to put our house (Mom's House) up for sale so they wont take the house to cover her medical costs. If the house sells right now while my brother and I are unemployed we will be homeless. I dont know how or if websites like this really recieve donations, but it is worth a try. I am all out of options. Thanks for reading my story!

At the mother's written request, I am sheltering my daughter Amy, who has been brutalized, tortured and sexually abused in horrific ways for years by the psychotic child molester and fledgling killer, Dustin Rowe. You will read in this blog the words spoken by Dustin, who cuts the heads off of living animals because he loves death. He dreams about it, he draws about killing and when a fresh animal victim succumbs to his knife, he thinks it’s “cool to see the bodies wiggle around”. I am in fear for her life- we have no money and no way to keep a roof over our heads, let alone mount a legal defense. Please help us-any donation, however small is greatly appreciated!

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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.

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Last year I worked for a corporation where I experienced a series of gender discrimination, harassment because of my gender, intentionally subjected to a hostile work environment, improperly disiciplibed, ridiculed, humiliated within the presence of my colleagues, then terminated.
I filed with the SDHR/ EEOC, it appears that I will need to proceed to Federal Court. This is my last chance to seek justice. I am afraid of my case being dismissed off of a small legal tech.
I have spoken to many lawyers who are willing to take my case, but want 10,000 to start. I do not have that kind of money. I am only receiving unemployment at the moment.
I have called free legal sites, firms, and program, but I need an employment lawyer.
If you all can help me raise the money or if you are an employment lawyer or have a friend who practices employment law please help.
I've been wronged, my right's have been violated to the point where I feel so hopeless. However, I have not and won't give up. Please, who ever you are, where ever you, if you can help me, may my heart be forever grateful to you. Bless You Hearts

It is a hard position to be in right now for my 10 year old son Roy and me. My name is Nicole and I am a single parent of an awesome kid. Unfortunately, I am unable to pay our monthly bills due to being hospitalized and current recovery time. Although I am no longer in the hospital, I have been off work for over 2 months now and I have long run out of vacation leave with my employment. As one may imagine my income to support my family and to pay our bills as dwindled away and the bills have been juggled and are now stacked high. I am grateful to friends and family for donating Christmas dinner and regular groceries and toiletries which have eased some of our burdens.

I do not expect my medical issue to continue for too much longer. I am hoping to be back to work earning a regular bi-weekly paycheck soon. Unfortunately, we are set back big time on the bills and I have no way of catching up on my own. I do not receive child support because I would rather have my son safe that see any money from a kidnapper. I have spoken to the utility companies and they seem to have had enough of helping me by putting me on payment plans and pushing back due dates of the bills. ALL donated funds will go to paying the household bills. i.e. electricity, gas, phone, water, and I would like to be able to give my son Roy a happier Christmas.

I am going to pay it forward when I am in a better place in life financially, I will help others in need as those who have donated to my son and I. Thank you in advance to those are able to donate and who felt it on their hearts to help us out.

Some extra info: Roy and I live in the great state of Kansas in the USA, we are not scammers, we are a legitimate family in need of help. Tax season is not a good time for me because in order to safe our home I had to file bankruptcy 2 Januaries ago to save our home, and I have been claiming 9 all year long in order to help supplement the $700 that comes out of my check every month that pays back the mortgage company among a few other creditors. Because of claiming 9 all year long, I see no tax return. I have NO credit cards, my car is paid off, the only dept that I have is from my bankruptcy and the money that has been owed to the utility companies. If we don't receive the kindness of others giving we will continue to be in a bad financial situation. I've been poor before and I know I will be okay, but my son, if I cant pay the bills he will have no heat, no water, small Christmas etc...

Roy is a trooper, he is a great son to have and I have always considered myself truly lucky to have him in my life, he tells me he feels the same. He understands that money is tight, we have had the "mommy doesn't have allot of money for Christmas" talk a couple of weeks ago, in which I cried and he was totally understanding and okay with it because "at least I have you" he said. No Joke, he actually said that to me! I am hoping that through this experience of asking for help, when this is said and done, that I can share with him the true gift of people giving and he and I will donate to others once we are back up on our feet.

I do wish there was a better way for you all to understand that this is a legitimate need, a financial emergency. My monthly bills are adding up to about $1400.00 which they are usually not that high but I owe some for last months bills too. If some of you reading this could donate any amount small or large, $1 goes a long way right now, I will truly appreciate it. I am making a donation goal of $2,000.00 which with luck and a prayer we will see half of that by Christmas time. $1,400 of it is for bills and most the rest is for Roy's Christmas and I have been sleeping on a broken bed for 6 years now so 200-300 of it will go to a new bed, but that's only if we make the total goal.

Just to get it straight, I am not looking for a handout, just a helping hand of strangers in a time of need when I had to learn to swallow my pride. Your charitable gifts are appreciated and will help us get back up on our feet. If you would like to pay on a bill online instead of donating money please contact me. If you feel inclined to, you can specify what you would like the funds to go towards, i.e. "please put these funds towards Roy's Christmas" or "put this money towards your gas bill" and I will accommodate. thank you for your consideration

If you feel as though my family's cause is worthy but you have nothing to give please spread the word to friends and family that may be able to help us in our time of need. Feel free to make any comments also, I will reply and I will add updates. If you have any questions for me please ask. thank you, we love you

It is a hard position to be in right now for my 10 year old son Roy and me. My name is Nicole and I am a single parent of an awesome kid. Unfortunately, I am unable to pay our monthly bills due to being hospitalized and current recovery time. Although I am no longer in the hospital, I have been off work for over 2 months now and I have long run out of vacation leave with my employment. As one may imagine my income to support my family and to pay our bills as dwindled away and the bills have been juggled and are now stacked high. I am grateful to friends and family for donating Christmas dinner and regular groceries and toiletries which have eased some of our burdens.

I do not expect my medical issue to continue for too much longer. I am hoping to be back to work earning a regular bi-weekly paycheck soon. Unfortunately, we are set back big time on the bills and I have no way of catching up on my own. I do not receive child support because I would rather have my son safe that see any money from a kidnapper. I have spoken to the utility companies and they seem to have had enough of helping me by putting me on payment plans and pushing back due dates of the bills. ALL donated funds will go to paying the household bills. i.e. electricity, gas, phone, water, and I would like to be able to give my son Roy a happier Christmas.

I am going to pay it forward when I am in a better place in life financially, I will help others in need as those who have donated to my son and I. Thank you in advance to those are able to donate and who felt it on their hearts to help us out.

Some extra info: Roy and I live in the great state of Kansas in the USA, we are not scammers, we are a legitimate family in need of help. Tax season is not a good time for me because in order to safe our home I had to file bankruptcy 2 Januaries ago to save our home, and I have been claiming 9 all year long in order to help supplement the $700 that comes out of my check every month that pays back the mortgage company among a few other creditors. Because of claiming 9 all year long, I see no tax return. I have NO credit cards, my car is paid off, the only dept that I have is from my bankruptcy and the money that has been owed to the utility companies. If we don't receive the kindness of others giving we will continue to be in a bad financial situation. I've been poor before and I know I will be okay, but my son, if I cant pay the bills he will have no heat, no water, small Christmas etc...

Roy is a trooper, he is a great son to have and I have always considered myself truly lucky to have him in my life, he tells me he feels the same. He understands that money is tight, we have had the "mommy doesn't have allot of money for Christmas" talk a couple of weeks ago, in which I cried and he was totally understanding and okay with it because "at least I have you" he said. No Joke, he actually said that to me! I am hoping that through this experience of asking for help, when this is said and done, that I can share with him the true gift of people giving and he and I will donate to others once we are back up on our feet.

I do wish there was a better way for you all to understand that this is a legitimate need, a financial emergency. My monthly bills are adding up to about $1400.00 which they are usually not that high but I owe some for last months bills too. If some of you reading this could donate any amount small or large, $1 goes a long way right now, I will truly appreciate it. I am making a donation goal of $2,000.00 which with luck and a prayer we will see half of that by Christmas time. $1,400 of it is for bills and most the rest is for Roy's Christmas and I have been sleeping on a broken bed for 6 years now so 200-300 of it will go to a new bed, but that's only if we make the total goal.

Just to get it straight, I am not looking for a handout, just a helping hand of strangers in a time of need when I had to learn to swallow my pride. Your charitable gifts are appreciated and will help us get back up on our feet. If you would like to pay on a bill online instead of donating money please contact me. If you feel inclined to, you can specify what you would like the funds to go towards, i.e. "please put these funds towards Roy's Christmas" or "put this money towards your gas bill" and I will accommodate. thank you for your consideration

If you feel as though my family's cause is worthy but you have nothing to give please spread the word to friends and family that may be able to help us in our time of need. Feel free to make any comments also, I will reply and I will add updates. If you have any questions for me please ask. thank you, we love you

It is a hard position to be in right now for my 10 year old son Roy and me. My name is Nicole and I am a single parent of an awesome kid. Unfortunately, I am unable to pay our monthly bills due to being hospitalized and current recovery time. Although I am no longer in the hospital, I have been off work for over 2 months now and I have long run out of vacation leave with my employment. As one may imagine my income to support my family and to pay our bills as dwindled away and the bills have been juggled and are now stacked high. I am grateful to friends and family for donating Christmas dinner and regular groceries and toiletries which have eased some of our burdens.

I do not expect my medical issue to continue for too much longer. I am hoping to be back to work earning a regular bi-weekly paycheck soon. Unfortunately, we are set back big time on the bills and I have no way of catching up on my own. I do not receive child support because I would rather have my son safe that see any money from a kidnapper. I have spoken to the utility companies and they seem to have had enough of helping me by putting me on payment plans and pushing back due dates of the bills. ALL donated funds will go to paying the household bills. i.e. electricity, gas, phone, water, and I would like to be able to give my son Roy a happier Christmas.

I am going to pay it forward when I am in a better place in life financially, I will help others in need as those who have donated to my son and I. Thank you in advance to those are able to donate and who felt it on their hearts to help us out.

Some extra info: Roy and I live in the great state of Kansas in the USA, we are not scammers, we are a legitimate family in need of help. Tax season is not a good time for me because in order to safe our home I had to file bankruptcy 2 Januaries ago to save our home, and I have been claiming 9 all year long in order to help supplement the $700 that comes out of my check every month that pays back the mortgage company among a few other creditors. Because of claiming 9 all year long, I see no tax return. I have NO credit cards, my car is paid off, the only dept that I have is from my bankruptcy and the money that has been owed to the utility companies. If we don't receive the kindness of others giving we will continue to be in a bad financial situation. I've been poor before and I know I will be okay, but my son, if I cant pay the bills he will have no heat, no water, small Christmas etc...

Roy is a trooper, he is a great son to have and I have always considered myself truly lucky to have him in my life, he tells me he feels the same. He understands that money is tight, we have had the "mommy doesn't have allot of money for Christmas" talk a couple of weeks ago, in which I cried and he was totally understanding and okay with it because "at least I have you" he said. No Joke, he actually said that to me! I am hoping that through this experience of asking for help, when this is said and done, that I can share with him the true gift of people giving and he and I will donate to others once we are back up on our feet.

I do wish there was a better way for you all to understand that this is a legitimate need, a financial emergency. My monthly bills are adding up to about $1400.00 which they are usually not that high but I owe some for last months bills too. If some of you reading this could donate any amount small or large, $1 goes a long way right now, I will truly appreciate it. I am making a donation goal of $2,000.00 which with luck and a prayer we will see half of that by Christmas time. $1,400 of it is for bills and most the rest is for Roy's Christmas and I have been sleeping on a broken bed for 6 years now so 200-300 of it will go to a new bed, but that's only if we make the total goal.

Just to get it straight, I am not looking for a handout, just a helping hand of strangers in a time of need when I had to learn to swallow my pride. Your charitable gifts are appreciated and will help us get back up on our feet. If you would like to pay on a bill online instead of donating money please contact me. If you feel inclined to, you can specify what you would like the funds to go towards, i.e. "please put these funds towards Roy's Christmas" or "put this money towards your gas bill" and I will accommodate. thank you for your consideration

If you feel as though my family's cause is worthy but you have nothing to give please spread the word to friends and family that may be able to help us in our time of need. Feel free to make any comments also, I will reply and I will add updates. If you have any questions for me please ask. thank you, we love you

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

Hello;

I am a widower with three, nearly adult children who are poised to enter the world. By this I mean they are older from late teens to early twenties. Any of you who know of this age, understand what I mean. They are adult/children - immature, but on the verge of their launch into the world. They are living through a horror with me, and they do not deserve it.

We are currently living a nightmare. Since the middle of the summer, I have been the victim of a stalker/harasser. Because of the nature of the legal battle upon which I am about to embark, I cannot give the details here. In an ironic and horrifying twist of fate, my harasser has turned the tables and filed very serious, and VERY FALSE criminal charges against me. And, unless, I fight them aggressively, with the best legal help I can find for this type of case, I will be found guilty and incarcerated for crimes I did not commit. Lawyers tell me that this type of thing happens more often than any decent, law abiding citizen would think.

That said, the cost of this defense is staggering and far beyond the means of anyone in my family. So, what I am asking for is twofold.

1. Financial support
2. Legal help

I have heard that when asked, inmates always claim innocence. And certainly, in a venue like this, there is nothing I can say to convince a stranger that I am innocent. All I can say is that I AM and that the injustice being perpetrated against me is nothing short of horrifying. The one thing I am guilty of is bringing this monster into my life and impacting my loved ones in a way nobody should experience.

The legal expense has been estimated at upwards of $100k. Yes, $100k. Almost every legal authority with whom I have spoken express great concern for the seriousness of the situation but they also believe it can be overcome with the appropriate defense.

I have lived a good life and have always practiced the golden rule. I love people and people have always been drawn to me.

If there is anyone who can provide material, spiritual or legal help, please write me. I am very scared and face legal deadlines at the end of this month.

Best,
confidential

I am writing this letter to you in the hopes I can appeal to your compassion.I have been working in a job for two years now making minimum wage, where I bring home $1000 or less for a family of four. I am not writing this letter asking for a handout, but a hand up. I know that entrepreneurs sometimes give to charity, again I am not asking for charity but proposing a charitable donation to help me form my own business.

I had worked for a Criminal Defense Investigation firm here in Albany, Or. for four years between 1999 and 2003 and was making $3000 per month plus expenses. I was laid off due to Government cutbacks in indigent defense and was off work for three years taking care of my autistic son while my wife worked. I have since returned to work and she is now the stay at home provider for our son. At the beginning of this year I reacquired my Private Investigators license at the hope that my old boss would consider hiring me back, which he did not because he only hires people in the preferred workers program.

My research shows that there are only three investigators in the area and that two of them are ready for retirement. um, (my old boss) does not perform indigent defense anymore and would pass any work to me. As of now I work partial full time during the day to where I could not perform investigations without losing time off for work, (which I cannot afford) and the time I do get off in the afternoon is too late to start investigations.
I know that with my experience I could make this a growing business and could make enough money to keep it running and take care of my family.
I have already spoken to several of the Attorneys that I had worked for in the past and have been told that they would definitely engage my services if I could provide services at regular hours.

I would like to come up with ideally $50, 000 which would cover the cost of me leaving my job for a year and leave me with $38,000 to purchase most of the basic equipment I would need for start up. If I could come up with $12,000 that would give me the capital to keep my household expenses covered for 6 months to a year, which would give me the time to get established in the business.



I know from experience that I could make this work, and that it would generate revenue of approximately $100,000 to $150,000 per year. Myold boss is making over $450,000 per year now and only performs surveillance.

My Background in this field is roughly 15 years experience, I was a Reserve Police Officer for three years through 1995-98, I resigned when I was ordered to file a report which was false and would have cleared an Officer of a wrongdoing. I refused, so I was harassed and passed over for full time employment for having integrity.
I have four years as a Criminal Defense Investigator and in those four years conducted over 250 cases with a 95% success rate. The people I kept out of jail or prison were innocent and wrongly accused by the Police. My boss stated that I had a natural instinct for investigations and I was given cases ranging from Assault to aggravated murder. I also have two years surveillance working inside a casino, where during my employment I was responsible for over 200 drug related arrests and even received a letter of commendation from the Polk County Sheriffs Office.

I have looked into every option I can think of to try and start this business on my own, Grants, Small Business Loans and Personal Loans (which you need good credit for both) and have come up with nothing.
My last option is to write to entrepreneurs like yourself and try to convince you to help in my plight.
The State of Oregon now pays $35-$45 per hr. for indigent defense, and the Federal Government pays $65 per hr. I know from experience I can work 4 to 5 cases per week as a single investigator, paying my wage of $15 per hour plus expenses. Leaving $20 to $50 going into the business every hour worked. That would give me a $600 per week salary and put $800 to $2000 per week into a business account. Yearly business income could be well over $100, 000 at the higher range of pay.
This business would greatly improve the community in which I live, giving fair and honest investigations to those accused of crimes unjustly and providing jobs for my son and others as the business grows.

I hope I have appealed to your charitable and business nature and let me thank you in advance for any assistance you may give, be it monetary or information.

Hello,
I am a single mother struggling with two children. Ages 11 and the baby 11 months old. I am a full-time student in college obtaining my bachelors degree in february of 2012. I've worked all my life; never imagined myself in a position where i couldn't provide for myself or my children. I set goals and high expectations for myself and now that my life is at a standstill, i find myself falling into a depression, granted i am going to school but it's hard to concentrate on my studies with all that's going on in my personal life. I pray to God day and night, but i understand he must have a plan for me, i truly believe that what doesn't break you will only make you stronger. i am a person that was the one to help others if they needed, but now that the shoe is on the other foot i don't see these people anymore, i have no family or friends that can help me in my situation right now.

We live on a fixed income, not enough to make ends meet. i buy what i can but it doesn't last more than two weeks, then baby needs pampers or more milk or we run out of food and i have to humble myself to ask the manager at the supermarket for store credit. Paying him back is still shortening us.

I can't afford to buy my son a crib, since he's grown out of the bassinet, he's been sleeping with me and has fell off the bed at least five times, thank God he wasn't hurt, Thank God for carpet, i have spoken to social services and other charities requesting a crib because i can't afford it and they've told me that i don't fit the criteria, i'd have to be leaving a shelter into an apartment or i'd have to be a victim of a fire where my belongings were all destroyed. It's unreal, but i'm fighting it now.

It hurts when you can't give your children the things they need. My oldest is walking around with the sad face because she see's what i'm going through. She doesn't ask me for anything..., not like she use to. but she tells me that she understands and she's patient because she knows it will get better. She says this because she see's i'm out everyday i'm only home when the kids are home, i'm in school monday thru friday if not in class then in the study hall. MY daugher sleeps alot now and i'm praying she's not seeping into a depression. I talk to her on a daily basis and try to do fun things like go to the park or take a walk around the neighborhood but it doesn't seem like it's working. she's becoming quiet and it's bothering me, i'm considering counseling for her. she's going through alot for an 11 year old and she shouldn't be, but i always tell her she's my trooper and i need for her to be strong right now, she's angry...., i know she is and it probably has to do alot with her father for not helping us and for a few other reasons, but i explain to her that how can he help us when he can't help himself.

School time is coming around again and i have no money to get my daughter what she needs. Baby boy is beginning to grow out of his clothing and i'm worrying and stressing. I am a honest person, a respectful person..., the kind of soul that would do what i can to help sum 1 else and in my current situation, i have. i remember just a few weeks ago it was this woman who looked to be about eight months pregnant sitting in front of mcdonalds holding a sign up that read something like "we're hungry can you please help". i gave five dollars knowing i needed it, but i just couldn't see a pregnant woman not feeding herself and her baby...., as a mother i couldn't see it. And if she was running a scam, then God will deal with her, but at least i know i did what i felt in my heart was the right thing.

I've tried high and low to look for legitimate work at home jobs while i'm in school to help supplement my fixed income but i've run into nothing but scams.

I am asking for a kind hearted individual to please help us. I've never done anything like this before. I had come across this website while searching 4 work at home opportunities, and maybe this is God's way of answering our prayers. This is a temporary situation and once i get myself back on my feet i vow to myself and my kids that we will never be put in this situation again, i'll save..., i'll do what i have to. This hurts so bad.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story, if you've read this far then it means your a caring person. God Bless you.

Hi My boyfriend(now ex) got kicked out of his house so we moved in together a year ago. I paid rent for the first 5 months and after that my boyfriend told me that he would take care of it and write the checks because I was stressed with school. So I gave him my half of the rent (350. A little over a week ago I get a call from my landlord saying we haven't paid rent in over 6 months! I come to find out that my boyfriend has an substance and gambling problem and spent all of the rent/other bill money. I kicked him out and have not spoken to him since. I spoke with my landlord and he has agreed to let me live there if I can come up with 2 months rent (1400)in the next 5 days. I do work part time and am searching for another job but I don't have any family to borrow from and bad credit that I can't get any loans (I tried). If anyone can help me any amount it would be appreciated greatly. I have no where else to go and need some kind of help. Thank you my email is amandah7105@gmail.com

Hi My boyfriend(now ex) got kicked out of his house so we moved in together a year ago. I paid rent for the first 5 months and after that my boyfriend told me that he would take care of it and write the checks because I was stressed with school. So I gave him my half of the rent (350. A little over a week ago I get a call from my landlord saying we haven't paid rent in over 6 months! I come to find out that my boyfriend has an substance and gambling problem and spent all of the rent/other bill money. I kicked him out and have not spoken to him since. I spoke with my landlord and he has agreed to let me live there if I can come up with 2 months rent in the next 5 days(1400). I do work part time and am searching for another job but I don't have any family to borrow from and bad credit that I can't get any loans (I tried). Plus I have a light bill of 350 due next in 2 days. If anyone can help me any amount it would be appreciated greatly. I have no where else to go and need some kind of help. Thank you my email is amandah7105@gmail.com

Hi My boyfriend(now ex) got kicked out of his house so we moved in together a year ago. I paid rent for the first 5 months and after that my boyfriend told me that he would take care of it and write the checks because I was stressed with school. So I gave him my half of the rent (350. A little over a week ago I get a call from my landlord saying we haven't paid rent in over 6 months! I come to find out that my boyfriend has an substance and gambling problem and spent all of the rent/other bill money. I kicked him out and have not spoken to him since. I spoke with my landlord and he has agreed to let me live there if I can come up with 2 months rent in the next 5 days(1400). I do work part time and am searching for another job but I don't have any family to borrow from and bad credit that I can't get any loans (I tried). Plus I have a light bill of 350 due next in 2 days. If anyone can help me any amount it would be appreciated greatly. I have no where else to go and need some kind of help. Thank you.

I don't know where else to turn. I'm hoping that there are people out there kind enough and in a position to help me in my desperate situation. Let me give you a bit of a look into my life.....I have two beautiful sons, 9 and 11.They are absolutely wonderful and they mean the world to me. Unfortunately I am dealing with an unbearable amount of hardships and I cannot give them any of the things they deserve.

I lost my job due to the business unexpectedly closing and soon after, fell VERY ill. I am trying to get the proper care and diagnoses that I so desperately need in order to properly care for my children but cannot seem to find anyone to help me. I have state insurance and it is next to impossible to find a doctor who is actually willing to invest some time into finding out what is wrong with me.

I cannot work a regular job because of being so ill. I have skills in computers and websites, but the job market for that is not very good. I also have college degrees in IT and administration. I am willing to work from home, but there again, no work is available that I can find, but I put in applications daily. We are receiving food stamps, but we are not eligible for anything else. I have no credit card debt or bank loans, but my medical expenses are well into the thousands.

I have tried to get on disability but was denied because I don't have a proper diagnoses from a doctor. It is believed by some of the doctors I have spoken to that I may have severe epilepsy, but in order to get a diagnoses I would need to see a bunch of different specialists and undergo several tests, which my insurance will not cover and I do not have the money for.

I'm a single mom, which makes all of this so much more difficult to deal with. I don't have any friends or family who can help me. I am reaching out hoping to find any kind of help possible. I just don't know what else to do. I feel so helpless, all I want is to be here for my children and be able to provide the things they need. I'm the only one they have in the whole world and I feel like I'm failing them.

I pray every day that I have the strength to keep pressing on but I'm getting really scared because my health is quickly deteriorating. Any donations to help me and my children, be able to afford proper health care, and pay off my debts, would be GREATLY appreciated!!!!!

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read. God bless!

I am a lecturer in a private junior college in Hyderabad.I wrote a book on spoken English.Now I am willing to distribute it in all government High Schools in Andhra Pradesh.If any body gives me financial aid,then I will distribute this book in all gov.High Schools ,in A.P. I already put it in my website named upakari.com. 66000 viewers could download it from my site.Besides I am serving public with my little knowledge through my other websites which are stated in my above said site.

After leaving catering college at the age of just 20, I embarked on my career, but it was taken away along with my life just a few months later, ( im now 55 ) during college my dad died of cancer, it had been my turn to watch over him that night, I was just 15 years old, and I awoke to find that he had died during the night, his hand had locked on to mine whelst I had been a sleep, and I had to have it removed by my big sister, I cannot forget this it broke my heart,my dad was just 47 when he died, it affected me for the rest of my life.

It also profundley changed my mothers demeaner, it changed her, and I was last to leave the family home, and it was so hard.

To make matters worse only a few years ago my mother passed on, and I was away dealing with my own medical problem at the time and missed her passing on, I wanted to say goodbye, it haunts me to this day, that my parents left this world in such a manner.

I am in my late 50s now, back in the early 70s, I was a passenger in a friends car, he pulled out into the path of another car, onto a fast piece of road, and our car was hit at over 90 miles an hour. My seat belt broke with the impact, and I was thrown through the cars windscreen. I, landed on the tarmac and next the car I had been in was bulldozed over my body.

It bulldozed the other car on to my neck and chest, trapping me under it. My arms were pinned to my chest by the cars sill, and my neck was bent up against a cold granite wall, my right leg was wrapped around the back axle. I was ready to die, but held on to life with every passing breath, god must have been watching over me that night.

It took the fire crew an hour to cut me out, then it was off to the hospital, on arrival all my clothes were cut from my body, on examination it was found that my right leg was near on severed from the knee, and was hanging on by a thread of my skin.

In addition I had 4 broken ribs, severe cuts and bruises everywhere and a small spilt in my skull, this skull spilt was not significant at the time, but would go on to ruin my entire life. My mouth was full of broken windscreen glass and I was vomiting blood because of it. Back in the 70s there was no MRI scanner so I was just given an X ray of my head.

Because my leg was the main problem the little split in my skull was just left then as being nothing, but it would play a big part in my life. After being cleaned up and admitted to the ward, I settled back to a 12 week stay, and Around the 3 week mark of being in hospital, the surgeon said there was now no chance of me being able to walk again on my right leg.

I broke down in tears, cried a river and could not understand why me. During my stay in hospital my boss came in and told me he could no longer keep my position open for me. This was devastating for me, I had worked so hard at college to be a chef, and had climbed my way up the ranks to be a chef in charge.

And was now at the age of just 20 cooking in a world famous Hotel, and it was my life, I had left school only 5 years beofre the accident, and had studied at college to be a chef, now because of this crash my career was finished in one hit, my employer had spoken to the drs, who had said working in a kitchen enviroment would be to dangerous for me, so my career was over right there right then.

I now lay in the bed stunned and deeply hurt that because of this accident, I had now lost everything at the age of just twenty!. Then one day I noticed some feeling in my right legs big toe, I screamed for the nurse, and she brought along a Dr.
Over the coming weeks I fully regained the use of my right leg. Of course I thought everything was going to be alright, but from the day I left hospital some 35 years ago now to this day, I have suffered so much.

You see the knock on the head I had during the car crash, damaged the cerebellum part of my brain, a part called the cerebellum tonsil. The severe knock to my head caused the tonsil, to drop out of the cerebellum part of my brain a few mm. And for the last 35 years this part of my brain as been dropping slowley a few mm each year towards my brain stem.

The affect it as is to disturb the cerebral spinal fluid that goes around my brain. The tonsil dangles into a space where it should not be, disrupting the flow of csf, which in turns gives me a wide range of medical disorders.

I suffer with ringing sounds in both my ears every day, 7 days a week, I have headaches daily, coupled with dizziness sickness, and pain in spine and neck, some days i cant feel my legs or walk on them, some days my arms dont work, my balance is hopeless, I cant sleep for severe pain, I cry all the time in private because of the situation I have been in these last 35 years.

To look at me I look like any normal kinda guy but life as been so tough these last 35 years.
The brain surgeons that I have seen have told me that to operate as a 75% chance of death for me, so they prefer me to live with the disabilities until such a time when I become in risk of death, and then they will operate on me seeing theres no other option, this means I live with countless medical conditions all of which I have had to live with for 35 years.

These medical conditions have made my life a living hell, for 35 years ive been dizzy off balance, severe headaces, and forced to go to bed every night knowing that I could die at any given time.
I lay in bed with symptoms of my brain damage rushing all over my body, trying to think positive for 35 years, im now 55, and wish so very very much that I could have given my wife and children a proper home to live in, one we owned, in a nice area, and not to have had to rely on handouts from the goverment merely to excist.

I cry, ive cried oceans of tears in despair in private, while Ive tried to work a way out of this hell for my family and me,but of course my disabilies dont allow me to get a break, so just had to live it for 35 years, ive never stopped trying, but ive made my illness well worse, and just cant do it anymore.

I was a young man of just 20 years old, and my whole life and anyone who would be with me, had changed in the blink of an eye. We got no compensation back when I was 20, and I was a passenger!!! I got shafted by the insurance company, with no dad, and mum still grieving his death, I got ripped off by the othersides insurers. If I was able to just change one thing in my past, it would be to not except that lift in my friends car.

The worst thing about all of what happened to me is, that for the first 12 years after my accident none of the medical people we went to see knew what could be making me so very very ill, so it was hard to get any help at all, after 12 years of seeing hundreds of doctors, one of them finally!!! decided to allow me to have a full brain and spine MRI, but this same doctor had been writing in my medical records that I was a waste of time and that nothing would be found wrong with my brain.

He, had written in my medical notes that there would be no scan because it would be a waste of time, He then reluctently gave me a brain scan, and reported it has normal to my family doctor.
My wife then ordered up copies of my medical records from that doctors hospital, and we found that he had lied about my brain scan, the brain scan records stated that I had a very rare brain damage that would be caused by a trauma such as a car crash.

We can only think like our family doctor does, that the dr who had written my brain scan results to be normal, was trying to cover him self after years of writing in my medical record rubbish about me, and now seeing that I had a rare brain damage had tried to cover it up"!!!!.
I was so angry after the last 12 years of hell, and to now see that this showed that my brain had been damaged severely all those years before, and that I had been made to live in terror all those years that had just passed.

My family said we should get a solicitor to champion our case, and we did, but the one we chose was a bad one, who during our legal case was struck off for mishandling another bigger case, it was in all the newspapers, and when that solicitor was barred from practising, our case was left in such a state that no other solicitor would touch it.
We took my case to 3 other solicitors, all of which said that the 1st soliictor had ruined of chance of winning, and we were left to suffer.

All of these things have mede me so very very tired, plus heavy debt, all my medical symptoms to cope with, and tring to live on pennies, the goverment gives very small amounts to live on, it just about covers food rent and some of the other costs of life. My life, and others with me as been so hard since 20 years old, thes last 35 years feel like 200 years to my body and soul.

So many horrable things have happend to me, my whole life as been blighted from such a young age, ive tried, ive tried so hard, im tired now so very very tired,
As I write this, I find it hard to think, motavation is so hard, each day is full with pain, grief, despair, money truly is the only way we can feel a little better, but we cant get any, so its bills bills bills, we live, but we dont do any more than that.

Now its just me and my wife, who means everything to me, I want holidays and nice things in our home, but we live on pennies and are feeling the affects of what happened to myself 35 years ago. I want my wife to enjoy life the way we were ment too.

My wife helped me through every year and we have 3 wonderful children, these days its been tough trying to make a living owing to my disablement, in the early days of my children growing up, I tried with every part of my determination to make a good home for them, but we could only ever live in social housing, and it was so so hard growing up in some of the areas we had to live in.
As my health as gotten worse we took on debt to keep above water so to speak, benefits were no where enough to live on. my wife and I now owe £50,000 in loans and credit cards, all of which over the last 35 years as built up just to roof and feed our family, and pay ever increasingley high water electric and gas bills.

I have had my dignity taken at the age of just 20, 35 years ago, and have lived a hellish life of pain, and tearful memories of what I use to be. none of what happened to me was my doing, just a passenger in a car.
Any help that anyone out their can afford will help us to live a little bit better. Thanks in anticapation of anything you can afford to give, it will be used to make a better life for me and my wife thanks and good bless.

hello everyone, I am a traveling poet / spoken word artist / musician / performer who performs under the stage name Dakota Darkhorse. I have traveled cross country doing shows everywhere from California to Florida to Maine to share my passion and work with any ears who will listen. I have two books and two CDs out. I am planning on doing another tour this year but am currently broke and have no money for gas money to get around. Anyone who donates 10 bucks or more to my gas fund gets a signed copy of one of my books or CDs mailed to them. Feel free to check out my stuff at www.dakotadarkhorse.com and come see me perform when i come to a town near you! Any help is greatly appreciated, thanks again!

hello everyone, I am a traveling poet / spoken word artist / musician / performer who performs under the stage name Dakota Darkhorse. I have traveled cross country doing shows everywhere from California to Florida to Maine to share my passion and work with any ears who will listen. I have two books and two CDs out. I am planning on doing another tour this year but am currently broke and have no money for gas money to get around. Anyone who donates 10 bucks or more to my gas fund gets a signed copy of one of my books or CDs mailed to them. Feel free to check out my stuff at www.dakotadarkhorse.com and come see me perform when i come to a town near you! Any help is greatly appreciated, thanks again!

Hello, my wife and I were recently married back in September of 2010. My wife had moved here from Florida after some friends introduced us. We had spoken for a while before her moving here. We both knew that it was meant to be so my friend's wife drove all the way there to get her and bring her here. So about 8 months later we tied the knot. Due to financial problems our families were having we managed to pay for a small wedding on our own.

Recently due to problems my wife and daughter went to stay with her parents in Florida which seeing them leave has been the hardest thing ever. I am trying to find a job so that I can go be with my family there. Due to the economy I have been unable to find a job. They have currently been gone for almost a month. I am also having to move back to my parents house because I can't afford to pay the bills anymore. I was recently laid off from the job that I had building motorhomes due to the economy.

I am 23 and she is 21 and my daughter is 2. Being so young and having to deal with all of this on my own makes it feel like my world is ending. Nothing has ever been this hard to deal with, it is lonely and depressing. I know that I am probably not the only person to have to go through this but I never thought I would. I have created this site in hopes that people will be willing to help me get to my family so please have compassion and click the button below all help is appreciated.

Hi, I have a friend who is dying of cancer. She is currently in the hospital and I have spoken with doctors and they're saying because we don't have the money, I can not keep her there passed Tuesday of this coming week (May 17th). Please, all I am asking for is even the smallest donation for them to hold her in the hospital a little longer. I have posted my story multiple times recently on begslist. My close friend who is 22 is dying of cervical cancer and we have no money to help her. She doesn't have much longer and her last wish is to see her 8 year old brother. I just want to make this come true. Thank you for your time and understanding. :/ I have provided my paypal and if even the smallest donation is possible, it would be honored.

Hi, I have a friend who is dying of cancer. She is currently in the hospital and I have spoken with doctors and they're saying because we don't have the money, I can not keep her there passed Tuesday of this coming week (May 17th). Please, all I am asking for is even the smallest donation for them to hold her in the hospital a little longer. I have posted my story multiple times recently on begslist. My close friend who is 22 is dying of cervical cancer and we have no money to help her. She doesn't have much longer and her last wish is to see her 8 year old brother. I just want to make this come true. Thank you for your time and understanding. :/ I have provided my paypal and if even the smallest donation is possible, it would be honored.

Hi, I have a friend who is dying of cancer. She is currently in the hospital and I have spoken with doctors and they're saying because we don't have the money, I can not keep her there passed Tuesday of this coming week (May 17th). Please, all I am asking for is even the smallest donation for them to hold her in the hospital a little longer. I have posted my story multiple times recently on begslist. My close friend who is 22 is dying of cervical cancer and we have no money to help her. She doesn't have much longer and her last wish is to see her 8 year old brother. I just want to make this come true. Thank you for your time and understanding. :/ I have provided my paypal and if even the smallest donation is possible, it would be honored.