The man in the picture if you haven't met him yet you might not know just how amazing he really is but hes genuinely the greatest man I've (and many other people) ever known. He's spent his life taking care of people. helping people, anyone strangers included. To say he's kind and generous and patient and a million other things he is wouldn't do him justice. Right now he's the one that needs someone's help though. He, myself (his fiance) our 16 year old and our two dogs we need someone to help us save our house our business and keep food in the fridge and the lights on. He's been in the ICU since May 5th with what started out as pain in his stomach has turned into a terrifying month long ordeal that so far has included almost a dozen surgeries on his intestines to date, one to repair a hernia we weren't aware of before, total kidney failure despite receiving dialysis treatments every other day beginning on May 9th, sepsis, a medically induced coma (twice now) and it just goes on and on. He has run his company, Grainger's Painting, like a man on a mission to spread joy instead of paint for more than 20 years. Everyone he meets loves and respects him (though not as much as I and the rest of his heartbroken family do) he's employed dozens of people helping them provide for their families giving people a chance when others wouldn't and teaching through doing the skills and the lessons he's learned over the years. I can't possibly provide an adequate description of the man there aren't enough words and I'm no poet but this is really the type of person that touches your life even in passing in such a profoundly positive way that the world can't afford to lose him. While everyday the doctors and surgeons fight against the the latest complications (that have yet to cease manifesting) in room 263 in an effort to heal him and set him on a path to recovery, his family is facing suffocating financial challenges in addition to the emotional turmoil caused by his absence. New expenses pile on top of previously established ones like the overdue bills and threat of losing our home, attempting to keep up with normal home maintenance and trying in vain to get current on everything before the next month is due.... All without any of the income that allowed us to move in our new home to begin with and so on all the way down to the basics like dog food and groceries all of it is like a crushing weight that only gets heavier with each passing day. Days and nights already filled with heartbreak and fear and an overwhelming sorrow that I cannot try to explain without bursting into tears again which would in turn prevent me (once again) from finishing my posting here. So I won't. I will just leave you with this. This man and his family truly need a break. If you're able to please help karma come back around when we really need it most and thank you for reading my message. Take care



