Losing my husband after 26 years of marriage was a heartache, but nothing prepared me for the devastation of burying my only daughter, Angel, just a few weeks ago. She was 15, vibrant, full of dreams. Her birth was a miracle after enduring multiple miscarriages, and she brought a light into our lives that I never imagined would dim so soon.
Now, each day in Macon feels heavier without her laughter echoing in our home. There are moments when the grief is so overwhelming that getting through the day seems impossible. Memories of Angel fill the silence, and each one is a reminder of all that was lost.
I’ve found a clinic that offers counseling for prolonged grief and PTSD – a chance at healing that feels desperately needed. But the cost is beyond my reach alone. I need to raise $6,700 to access this specialized care, and I know that I can’t do this by myself.
Your support not only helps me financially; it also reassures me that I am not navigating this pain in isolation. Each gesture of kindness brings with it a glimmer of hope that healing is possible, and that someday, I may find peace amidst the heartbreak.
