It's taken me a long time to find the courage to ask for help. A little over a year ago, my husband passed away, and my two sons, ages 19 and 25, lost their father. Losing him turned our world upside down. Along with the heartbreak of grieving someone we loved so deeply, we've faced the reality of trying to keep moving forward without him. Some days have been harder than we ever imagined, but we've continued to lean on one another and do the best we can.
Unfortunately, despite our efforts, we've fallen on difficult times financially. I'm reaching out with a humble heart to ask for a helping hand as we work to get back on our feet. Any donation, no matter the size, will go toward our everyday living expenses and help bring some stability back into our lives. If you're not able to give, simply sharing our fundraiser with others would mean the world to us.
Thank you for taking the time to read our story. Your kindness, prayers, encouragement, and generosity mean more than words can express. Every act of support gives my sons and me hope that brighter days are ahead, and for that, we will always be grateful.
