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My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

Im 35 have two kids. I, like many other single moms, worked and lived a normal quiet life with my kids. My exhusband threw us out the house almost six years ago with nothing. I worked hard to get an apartment and pay bills and care for my kids including putting them sports to keep them active. Everything worked out ok for all these years until my ex got married. He married into riches and now he wants the kids. Looking at his finances, he took me to court and sued me for full custody, without money for a lawyer I asked for court orderd attorney. That didnt work out for me and now Im having to pay 400.00 mthly for child support and get them every other weekends. I cant even get them to go to church with me cause my ex threw in that he didnt want religion in my kids. How a judge can do this, I dont understand. All this came down in Feb,2012. I cant pay for an apartment so I moved in with my mom in march, 2012. she as of May 2, 2012 had a massive heartattache. now Im out without anything. Because I moved out the way to live with my mom, I lost my job, cause it was too far and my mom was paying car notes on her car and it has to be returned to dealership. and no money for rent on her home and everything has hit me and Its more than I can bear. Please help me so I can get on my feet to atleast so I can get an apartment for me and my kids and and help get my job so I can pay my child support, most important. I pray everyday/nite for God to help me and I was praying tonight 5/15/2012, and I felt he led me here to this site for help. Thank you for help.

My best friend was recently diagnosed with cancer. She's too proud to ask for help herself, and I'm one of the few people in her life that even knows she's sick. Her own family (who recently disowned her after she broke up with a fiance they liked) doesn't even know what's going on.

My friend started having a panic attack after doing some calculations and realizing that she can't afford her final semester of college this August after paying for Chemotherapy and some unexpected car repairs. Her family refuses to give her the information she needs to fill out her FAFSA, so she can't even get student loans.

I couldn't stand seeing her like that -- She's been struggling with issues for years due to a traumatic childhood, and to see her dreams of graduating fall apart due to money issues was too much to bear.

So I told her I'd pay for her last semester, in full. And looking at my finances, I will be able to pay for most of it if I penny-pinch, don't eat out, avoid driving anywhere I don't need to, and donate some blood to the local blood bank. But it looks like even with doing that, I'll come up about $500 or $600 short.

If you can donate and help out, I'd be forever grateful for you helping her dreams come true. If you can't donate, have any ideas on how someone living in the Clark County, Nevada area could make some money over the weekends, let me know in the comments.

I am a single nurse ready to go back to get my Family Nurse Practitioner Degree. The only problem is that I used up all my financial aid and Pell money when I was in school the first time and I only have enough to go to school and live for one semester and I need to go 4 semesters to get my degree. The cost is $10,000 per semester so I am looking for $40,000 total. I will work in any rural area when I am finished to pay off loans. I will work on weekends while in school. I will be in the Savannah area. Please help!

Hello,

My name is Tori. I am a 22yr old Secondary Education English Major at a College in Mississippi I stay on campus but they do not allow anyone that is not involved in sports to stay during the weekends. I recently lost my car so now my parents or siblings have to try to come get me and the past few weeks it has been impossible I have been telling them that I was staying with a friend but I stayed in an abandoned building not far from campue and on sundays I walk back early enough so that I can take a shower before anyone else gets there. Yes bad I know but I do not have any other choice so I need help. This is my last semester here and I am transfering to another college that allows you to stay weekends. I have never had to ask for help before so anything will heelp out.

THANK YOU!

This is highly embarassing for me to "cyber beg." Begging seems like such an awful word, but here I am asking for donations of anything! I don't care if it's 0.25 cents or $1. Anything helps.

I'm a struggling graphic designer in need of a new desktop Machintosh. I'm aiming to raise $1300 to buy a new iMac computer so that I can start designing to complete my portfolio and start applying for work. My last computer failed on me during finals in school. Thanks to my school's computer lab, I was able to finish my work and graduate. That was back in NYC. I couldn't afford living there on my own and had to come to a smaller town to live with parents. I worked minimum wage retail to gain some money, but the physical stress forced me to stop working due to muscle weakness problem I have. A medical affliction caused by a tumor that has been affecting my energy and skeletal/muscle strength for about 7 years. It was hard getting through school with my condition. It was twice as hard having to work on my feet for hours in a retail environment.

Double my misfortune, I live in a place where jobs are hard to come by. A small town which has a lot of developing to do and jobs are far between. I need a car to travel to the nearest grocery store and can't depend on parents to transport me everywhere. This is why a job is so imperative. I'd like to feel fulfilled knowing I'm doing something for my future and earning money to buy my needs. I wish I had the equipment to start looking for work.

I want an iMac more than anything in the world. If I had my iMac, I could update my portfolio, do some online freelance work and help my parents with some bills. I could start applying for jobs from home and not have to rely on my neighbor's iPad to browse the internet. Whenever my family goes to the mall in the weekends, I pass by our local Apple store and I see people walking out of the store with large boxes containing their brand new iMac's, Macbook Pro's or expensive iPad's...and I get angry.

Yes, I know it sounds terrible and I know not everyone buying a computer is a rich business mogul or an overpampered kid whose parents can buy them whatever they want, and they never have to worry about whether they could afford it or not. But it hurts me to know I'm in such a position, that although I am an adult who should be paying her parent's bills, I can't even help myself because I'm unemployed. No thanks to my stupid weak body that can't take a lot of physical strain, no thanks to ending up in a town where I can't get anywhere without having to walk at least two miles, no thanks to not having my computer...

My name is not Amelia. That is just a screen name because I am too embarassed to reveal my real name. I'd be so grateful to anyone that can help me reach my $1300 goal. I know Mac's are expensive, but they are the industry standard in what I do. I would like a desktop because they are durable and longer lasting. They can also take a lot processing power for the heavy graphic work I do. If you can find it in your time to spare any change .25 cents, $1, $5, I'll be grateful 'till eternity.

Anyone who donates, be kind to leave an email so that I can send you something in return for your favor.

Thank you and God bless,
ameliab2005@gmail.com

im a 17 year old student in desperate need of $500. the reason i need %500 is that i recently started a college course in which software development is 70% of the course, and 40% of that is coding for apple computers and i products which the iPhones Pods etc can only be made using apples Xcode software which is only available for Macintosh computers. my mother has been out of work for a year and a half now and money is really tight, what money we have goes towards my train and bus fairs to college and back, because of this i cant save up enough money to even get close to a Macintosh computer. i would go look for a job myself, but times are tough and college takes up 5 days a week, in which i wake at 5:30AM and set off at 6:50AM and return home at 6pm and the weekends are filled with essays. if anyone can help out i'd be really greatful, this college course means the world to me, its my future and its the just the coolest thing to be involved with, thanks for reading

I am a 21 year old mum of twin boys but before you judge NO I am not on benefits in fact I have 3 jobs ; an early morning cleaning job which is weekdays, a 3 day a week care assistant at a residential home and on weekends a bartender. I rarely get to see my boys as I am working to earn a living and avoid benefits , my mum has them and if not then I have to scrimp and save to pay for their daycare which is paid til they are 3 it is 7 pound per child a day. I am struggling to put food on the table and am ashamed to say on one deseperate occasion I have shoplifted food on a day I literally didn't have a penny. My wages mostly go on bills and my car to get me to my jobs, there's not much more I can do to get money I am tired all the time and would love a holiday for me and my boys but obvz can not afford one as moneys tight as it is so please please if you can help it would genuinely genuinely be appreciated I am desperate and have even resorted to trying to sell my old loved possessions on ebay to try and raise up some cash, many thanks and god bless to those who donate x

My husband & I made the decision when our first child was born that I did not make enough money to pay for childcare. I began working full time as a nurses assistant, working shifts in the evenings and weekends so we would not have to pay for childcare. I since have had 2 more children, my youngest not of school age yet. Over the years I have suffered from multiple health problems, required many surgeries. We made it through those times and am very fortunate to be healthy now. However, that is when our debt started to accumulate. Over these years I have continued to work in health care while finishing my bachelors degree (graduated this May!) It was not easy but I felt it would help me to find a better paying job when I was ready to start my career. I couldn't have been more wrong. I lost my job in October as my client passed away. I have been unable to find a job. Hundreds of resumes sent and nothing has come from it. Student loans will need to be paid and unfortunately we are drowning in our day to day expenses. We even had to remove our children from their extracurricular activities as we could no longer afford them. I have been given no lucky breaks in life and have worked for everything I have-which isn't much. I hate asking for help- but desperate times call for desperate measures. This attempt may be a shot in the dark but any amount that you are able to donate would help more than I could ever explain. I will pay it forward when we are on our feet. Thank you for reading.

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
Hospital

Hi, Thanks for reading my ad :-)
Im on here basically as its my last option, here is my story........

I have recently moved to a new area and started a new job, about 3 weeks
ago, with my long term boyfriend. He needed to get out of the old town we
were living in due to work issues as he'd recently been sacked. Being the
doting girlfriend I continued to pay his mortgage as well as all my own
bills and help him out with cash from time to time until we got back on
track and everything sorted. He has now got a great job in York and Ive paid
for him to get a room in a shared house so he could start things straight
away. Ive continued to fund everything else,including the fees of moving and
getting a new place for the both of us to live close to my new job and
obviously put down my name on all contracts since it was myself paying and
setting it all up.
Now after leaving my home, family friends and job, spending my life savings
and trying to create a lovely home for a new start for the both of us, the
sale of his house has now come through and he has decided to break up from
me! I know nobody for 120 miles, have no savings and signed up to a 6month
contract on the rent etc with now half the income expected and need to now
pay for everything myself, exactly how Im supposed to do this I have no
idea. I cant afford food or cleaning products and the place is a state,but
living without extras I can deal with, but I just dont know how I can pay
the standard bills. I owe out monthly £1400 and my pay is only £800. I
know people are a lot worse off than myself, but I dont qualify for any
benefits with me being 24 (apparently you have to be 25 or have a child to
qualify for anything) and Im all alone here now and I dont know what to do.
Ive got another job on evenings and weekends but it really doesnt even make
a dint in the bills.

I know its a lot to ask but even a spare 10p is greatly appreciated, it may
just mean I can buy a tin of soup and have a decent dinner one night!

Again thankyou for simply taking the time to read this, and if you so much
as feel bad for me then your a good person and I could do with remembering
that those do exist!

i am employed at a job in which I don't make alot per week. I am thankful that I have a job, though after the many people i have met that are unemployed. Since losing my job in 2009, i had to take a huge hourly pay cut and benefits. I was force out of our apartment and lucky enough to find a place to rent. I am behind on the rent, electricity, and we constantly have to go to food banks to try and get food for ourselves and our grandson whom we watch on weekends so our daughter won't be stuck with high daycare costs, which she can't afford.

HELP ME CARE FOR YOU INTHE FUTURE!
Dearest Community Member, Business Owner, and Friend,
I am a United States citizen, born in California, and raised in beautiful Orange County. I have been a full time student at Santa Ana College for the past two years. At the same time I have maintained full time employment. I also volunteer at St. Joseph Hospital located in the city of Orange. In addition, I have had the pleasure of donatingmy time on the Labor Day weekends at the Orange Street Fair to help students of El Modena High School raise funds for their specific causes. Upon earning my Associates Degree, I have taken the leap toward accomplishing my goal and desire to work asa nurse in the healthcare industry. I am currently attending Pacific College located in Costa Mesa with the goal of becoming a nurse. Becoming a nurse takes an enormous amount of hard work and dedication. I have what it takes in my heart and soul to accomplish this task. What I lack are the funds to make the monthly payments for the next two years while attending school and working full time to keep a roof over my head. The tuition for this school is$28,500.00. My student loans max out at$20,500.00. I’m looking for a way to come upwith the $8000.00 needed to bridge the gap.For this reason I am reaching out to the community. A part time job or a donation in any amount would be very much appreciated. Please help me become the individual that has the privilege to help and comfort you and your family in the future.
Donations of any amount are most graciously appreciated.
From the core of my heart and soul, I thank you for your consideration in this matter

I have a VERY amazing dog, her name is Sarah and she's a beautiful English Mastiff that weighs about 120 lbs.!

I'm currently working only weekends and keeping up with bills and school work and work is harded than i expected! and paying for Sarahs vet visits, food, treats, flea and tick medicine isnt making it ANY easier. My dog means the world to me and giving up on her isn't an option! i wouldnt know what i'd do without her!

So any donations to help keep my dog would be greatly appreciated!

Thank you!

Xoxo

I am a 32 year old working mom of three beautiful children and I have the most wonderful husband anyone could ask for. We have the perfect mid-west life. We both work full time (and enjoy what we do), have a nice home, we're able to afford some luxuries in life although in moderation, that is enough for me. I enjoy cooking, and entertaining in my time off from work, and spending family time with my kids, parents, and neighbors. My children are Jordon (age 13), Logan (age 10), and Brianna (age 9). The kids are active in sports, and in our small community we are well known, and frequently can be seen volunteering at community events, church, and our local high school, of which we are both alumni. I live less than two miles from the home I grew up in. Sounds perfect if you ask me.

On February 18th, 2011 our son Logan (age 10) was diagnosed with a large brain tumor. He was not having many symptoms only occasional headaches. I was concerned that he may have been developing migraines and so I took him to see our family physician. His physical exam was normal including a rather thorough neurological exam. Dr. Arntz agreed with my initial thought and prescribed him some migraine medication. What a relief! He asked us to get a CT scan of Logan's head only as a precaution and he even stated that he didn't think there was any real concern, just a precaution. 5 days later, we were heading to the University of Michigan; Mott's childrens hospital because his precautionary CT scan had confirmed the worst for us. A 6 cm brain tumor in the posterior fossa of Logan's brain. Causing the cerebral spinal fluid to back up and create pressure in his head (hence the headaches).

Before leaving the house for the hospital we gave Logan a brief description of the problem, and explained to him that we didn't know what was going to happen next but we were going to the hospital to find out. You could see the worry on him but he was tough, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, I guess I better call it something, I think I'll name it Steve." So off we went, notifying family on the way to the hospital, and completely sick to my stomach.

Three days later we would embark on the scariest days of my life. Logan was promptly scheduled for surgery the following Monday and we were told there was a high probability that the tumor was cancerous. Dr. Cormac Maher performed 14 hours of brain surgery on Logan on Monday February 21st, and confirmed our fears that Logan indeed had a cancerous brain tumor called medulloblastoma. Then more bad news the post operative MRI showed that they had been able to remove all of the tumor and Logan would need more surgery. The next day he underwent another 6 hours of brain surgery. We caught it early but based on where the tumor sat he may not be able to talk or walk normally for 3-6 months. Lucky for us he talks and walks very well all things considered. But there has been radiation therapy and chemo therapy will continue until February or March of next year. There is a 75-80% chance of survivability, I feel blessed with those odds.

Logan is doing very well but this situation has put an incredible financial burden on us. I am falling behind on bills and need help. Andy is working constantly and I even started a second job on the weekends to try to help supplement the lost income from prescriptions, gas to and from the hospital, and just having to take time off work for appointments and Logan's sick days... I don't know what else to do. The banks have tried thankfully to work with us but our circumstance is not going to change for quite awhile longer. Our family's do not have a lot of money, and have already tried to help so much that I think it may be putting a strain on them as well. The church sends gas cards occasionally but there is just not enough to keep us going for the next year.

Here' s the kicker, Logan started his own Relay for Life team. I had taken him to a local expo about 3 weeks after he had been discharged from the hospital because I thought it would be good exercise for him to walk around and there would be lot's to look at, and there was a booth for the American Cancer Society. He walked up to the lady at the booth and he said " How old do you have to be to have a team?" She signed him up on the spot. Logan Bailey's Super Survivors have raised $8300.00 for the American Cancer Society! He's only a little more than $1600.00 away from his goal of raising $10000.00 for the Relay for Life. We've held auctions, bake sales, and concerts. It's been a wonderful distraction for him and he is super excited about reaching that fund-raising goal. We have asked our friends to contribute to his goals in lieu of giving us personal financial assistance. It's more important to me that his endeavors to do more for others, are successful.

We cannot change Logan's circumstance. He will always be a brain cancer survivor, and I will forever be a medullo-mom. But, if we can make this even minutely easier for others having to face it after us then we will do it. Logan donated "Steve the brain tumor" to medical research and he volunteered to participate in a medical research trial for his treatments. We hope that the money raised for the American Cancer Society will make a difference in research and support for anyone suffering with a cancer diagnosis. We hope that the research will make the work of wonderful, selfless, people like Dr. Maher and his team easier and more successful. If I had been diagnosed with this same type of cancer at the age of ten it would have been a terminal diagnosis... the research is working!!

I need help, I need financial help for my family so that we can stop the worrying over finances and concentrate on bringing our entire family through this successfully looking at it in a positive light and remembering that we did it with hearts full of love and with others in mind. Logan is a truly remarkable child and I am so proud of him. I anxiously await your response Thank you for your consideration.

Logan Bailey's Biggest Fan!!

I am a 55 year old widow that is currently taking care of an 8 month old (little boy)grandchild. This grandchild must go to a children's hospital every other month. I am only working weekends, so that I can take care of this little one during the week and the bills are piling up. I pray that this situation will only be temporary, but I need monetary help desperately.

I know that there are others out there who need money for more important things than I like medical treatment and I have tried to sell nearly everything I own to raise money to no avail. I just do not know what else to do.
My name is Georgina Hermsdorf, I am 45 years old and I make this post with a heavy and broken heart and dented pride.I am asking for funds for 3 purposes.
1.Medical Care to save my cat
(She is my priority right now)
2.Fix my car.
3.Relocate to Dallas Texas for Job Reasons.

1.My 14 year old cat Angelica Precious (Angel) whom I have had since 8 weeks old
(She was a Christmas gift to me from my whole family after a Coyote took my
Squeekers) needs blood work to determine if she has Hyperthyroidism, Diabetes or if her kidneys or liver are failing. This is a big thing for me because she is my baby, my best friend, my guardian angel, my everything. I love her so much and right now with all I am going thru she is all that keeps me strong, she is all that I have to hold on to. All I want at this very moment is to be able to get her the blood tests to find out for sure what is wrong, then if treatment is needed get her on treatment, if worst comes to worse and her liver or kidneys are failing then be able to put her to sleep have her cremated and be able to keep her ashes. All my other trouble seem inconsequential to this. I have been to every charity that helps pets that there is, and there is no help there.

2.My 1986 Buick Century Ltd not behaving right think it might be a problem with Carburetor or Transmission, I need this car for my demonstration job this job cannot be done by bus I have equipment and materials I have to take with me for the Demonstrations.

3.I want to relocate to Dallas Texas because I have 2 job opportunities there and if they do not pan out then I feel job opportunities there are better than Washington State period.

I have a sister in Dallas Texas who works for Hilton Reservations World Wide I used to work for them in Hemet CA she talked to them and they see no problem with me returning to work for them but I would have to go thru the application, interview and training process. To do that I need to be in Dallas Texas, have a Dallas Texas address. They will be doing another training class in October 2011

In addition the company (Prodemoworks based out of Arizona) I am currently working for doing in store demonstrations also does in store demonstrations in Dallas Texas, and I was able to get the name and email of the Dallas AM there I emailed her and she emailed me the name and contact information for the District supervisor whom I have contacted and she has already asked for my employee ID number so she can get me set up in the system.

I am actually hoping I can get a weekday schedule at Hilton and be able to work demonstrations on weekends. Yes work the 2 jobs. Also hoping to be able to go back to volunteering at a local animal shelter as I did in Ocean Shores WA for about 8 months.
I would like to leave for Dallas Texas October 1st 2011 or before. I am going by moving truck towing my car

My father is willing to put me up till October 1st 2011 but that is all he will do for me, he is and forgive me for saying this being a hard nose. (Long story there)

Also a friend of the family is willing to drive the moving truck for me but I would have to get him back to Tacoma Washington.

I would be taking a route that takes me thru Hemet California so that I can pick up some other personal belongings in storage there. (Another Long Story)

I really feel this is the best move for me, a fresh start in a new town where there are opportunities for me to find work and once again become a productive self supportive independent individual. Also it takes me away from bad memories of a relationship gone badly and the loss of a child.

If you would like to know the whole sordid story of how I ended up in the mess I am in or exactly how much ot will cost to accomplish, if you wish to mail a donation email me at geoherms@gmail.com.

Hello! I am 18 years old and just graduated and, although it is a milestone, I know it is only the beginning of my life. To prepare myself for all of the new challenges and tribulations I will have as an adult, I have choose to go a different path then most of my classmates. Instead of going to college right away or taking a year off, I have decided to do a BDTS (Backpackers Discipleship Training School) in New Zealand.


DTS is the training program for Youth With A Mission (YWAM). YWAM is a world-wide, youth based missionary organization whose motto is "to know God and to make him known." Each DTS starts with a 3 month lecture faze meant for me to "know God." During this time i will be stationed in New Zealand studying various topics and learning from multiple speakers. On the weekends me and my team will make trips to Christchurch as well as adventurous outdoor trips. After that, the next faze is the outreach to "make him known." This is the part where i will be backpacking around New Zealand with my team spreading the word of God. After that i graduate from the program and am able to become a part of the organization's staff.

I am so excited to do this training. This Training is just what I need to set a good foundation with Christ in my life before being thrown into the college life to become a nurse.

Of course, there are also large obstacles set in front of me that, if it were not for God, I would see as without a solution.

This specific backpacking DTS is offered only once every few years and costs $11,000. That is including the $3000 plane ticket, backpacking gear, food, tuition, traveling within NZ and health insurance. I have raised, thanks to the help of my family, friends and my church, $8,600. This leaves me with about $2500 left to raise by September 28th of 2011 (just a few months away now).

I KNOW that with the help my friends, family, my two jobs, God and you, it WILL happen. I know this because God wants me to go. Simple as that. And when God wants something, he makes it happen as long as you cooperate and trust in him. And that, I do.

If donating is something you feel you are be able to do I would be so very thankful. And I remind you that anything helps. Being a waitress, I know that even small quantities add up to a large sum.

For information on YWAM and DTS please visit ywam.org/training and for information on my specific DTS go to ywamoxford.org/backpackers

Hello! I am 18 years old and just graduated and, although it is a milestone, I know it is only the beginning of my life. To prepare myself for all of the new challenges and tribulations I will have as an adult, I have choose to go a different path then most of my classmates. Instead of going to college right away or taking a year off, I have decided to do a BDTS (Backpackers Discipleship Training School) in New Zealand.


DTS is the training program for Youth With A Mission (YWAM). YWAM is a world-wide, youth based missionary organization whose motto is "to know God and to make him known." Each DTS starts with a 3 month lecture faze meant for me to "know God." During this time i will be stationed in New Zealand studying various topics and learning from multiple speakers. On the weekends me and my team will make trips to Christchurch as well as adventurous outdoor trips. After that, the next faze is the outreach to "make him known." This is the part where i will be backpacking around New Zealand with my team spreading the word of God. After that i graduate from the program and am able to become a part of the organization's staff.

I am so excited to do this training. This Training is just what I need to set a good foundation with Christ in my life before being thrown into the college life to become a nurse.

Of course, there are also large obstacles set in front of me that, if it were not for God, I would see as without a solution.

This specific backpacking DTS is offered only once every few years and costs $11,000. That is including the $3000 plane ticket, backpacking gear, food, tuition, traveling within NZ and health insurance. I have raised, thanks to the help of my family, friends and my church, $8,600. This leaves me with about $2500 left to raise by September 28th of 2011 (just a few months away now).

I KNOW that with the help my friends, family, my two jobs, God and you, it WILL happen. I know this because God wants me to go. Simple as that. And when God wants something, he makes it happen as long as you cooperate and trust in him. And that, I do.

If donating is something you feel you are be able to do I would be so very thankful. And I remind you that anything helps. Being a waitress, I know that even small quantities add up to a large sum.

For information on YWAM and DTS please visit ywam.org/training and for information on my specific DTS go to ywamoxford.org/backpackers

Hello! I am 18 years old and just graduated and, although it is a milestone, I know it is only the beginning of my life. To prepare myself for all of the new challenges and tribulations I will have as an adult, I have choose to go a different path then most of my classmates. Instead of going to college right away or taking a year off, I have decided to do a BDTS (Backpackers Discipleship Training School) in New Zealand.


DTS is the training program for Youth With A Mission (YWAM). YWAM is a world-wide, youth based missionary organization whose motto is "to know God and to make him known." Each DTS starts with a 3 month lecture faze meant for me to "know God." During this time i will be stationed in New Zealand studying various topics and learning from multiple speakers. On the weekends me and my team will make trips to Christchurch as well as adventurous outdoor trips. After that, the next faze is the outreach to "make him known." This is the part where i will be backpacking around New Zealand with my team spreading the word of God. After that i graduate from the program and am able to become a part of the organization's staff.

I am so excited to do this training. This Training is just what I need to set a good foundation with Christ in my life before being thrown into the college life to become a nurse.

Of course, there are also large obstacles set in front of me that, if it were not for God, I would see as without a solution.

This specific backpacking DTS is offered only once every few years and costs $11,000. That is including the $3000 plane ticket, backpacking gear, food, tuition, traveling within NZ and health insurance. I have raised, thanks to the help of my family, friends and my church, $8,600. This leaves me with about $2500 left to raise by September 28th of 2011 (just a few months away now).

I KNOW that with the help my friends, family, my two jobs, God and you, it WILL happen. I know this because God wants me to go. Simple as that. And when God wants something, he makes it happen as long as you cooperate and trust in him. And that, I do.

If donating is something you feel you are be able to do I would be so very thankful. And I remind you that anything helps. Being a waitress, I know that even small quantities add up to a large sum.

For information on YWAM and DTS please visit ywam.org/training and for information on my specific DTS go to ywamoxford.org/backpackers

I am in desperate need of help. I am now a single mom of 3 lovely girls – 12, 8 and 9 months. I am finally at the end of a very nasty divorce. I have a full-time job and go to school for nursing in the evening and on weekends. I’m trying to do this so I can spend more time with my girls and we can live comfortably again. The lawyer fees have pretty much ate up all my savings. I am now covered to my neck in outstanding bills and don’t know what to do. To save money, I have cut off a lot of luxuries like cable, cell phones and internet.

I know it’s a lot to ask but I need about $5,000 to $6,000 to get out of this mess I’m in and to be able to stay in school. I’m in the process of fighting an eviction. I have to have $1,000 to the apt. complex by Aug.5th or they are going to put us out!! My car was taken back Friday and I don’t even have the money to get my girls the supplies or clothes they need for school. Let alone, keep pampers on my baby and milk the fridge.

If you could help, I would really appreciate it. Thank you so much for taking the time to read.

I NEED MONEY FOR SCHOOL! $7,500. After managing an office for 5 years, I got laid off. For over a year. Lost nearly everything and had to go bankrupt. Yes I did. So I finally get a job and I'm barely covering rent. Had to take my car off the road cause I can't afford the insurance. Taking the bus. I'm working a second job on the weekends and I got accepted into the online Histotechnology program at the Medical University of India. It's online and my employer is going to let me do the clinical stuff at work. And once I'm done I'll have a job! Finally a job that is over 20,000 a year.

Here is the catch. I have no tuition benefits. I'm maxed on my undergraduate federal loans and, like I said, I went bankrupt last year. No one will loan me the money.

I've won 2 scholarships from the New York State Histotechnolgical Society but it doesn't even cover my books.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE help me help myself!!!!

Here's the deal. I work my butt off and my wife stays home with the kids. She works part time nights and weekends. We try to keep them involved in activites but its really hard with lack of time and money.

Well i decided to see how generous we Americans really are and just ask for some cash. I kinda figured since i see some people ask for money on street corners i could just give it a shot on the internet. I use Paypal and can accept any donations there. My email is snakemanx7@yahoo.com.

I really want to be straight forward and to the point. So if you have any questions, please ask!

My husband and I have bought a building and have done some serious renovations to make a local coffee and sandwich shop that would also provide art classes and music on the weekends. There are 2 very nice apt. above that help make the mortgage. We ran into more problems than we expected renovating the lower half and ran out of the money we saved up. We are about 3/4 of the way there. We were lucky enough to purchase much of our equipment at local auctions (all NSF approved) so our biggest obstacles at this point are supplies for plumbing and some marlite for bathrooms as well as some paint and then money to buy the initial inventory of food. We are so close and don't want to give up now. The other part of our story has to do with my son. A year and a half ago he was run over by a bus. He is doing miraculously well, better than anyone expected and I need the flexibility that owning a small business would allow me for his continued medical treatments. I am lucky to live in a community in which I have many friends who have offered to work shifts in my absence. Everyone here is really excited about the prospect of having a place for artists and families to gather and I'm excited about being able to give back to our wonderful community. Please help our dream to become a reality. If you want to know more about us check out www.javaandjivecoffeehouse.com (my husband is a wonderful webdesigner) and you can read about my son's accident and miraculous recovery at http://www.dailypress.net/page/content.detail/id/517545/Miraculous-recovery.html Thank you for taking the time to read this.