My last breath

    About three years ago our family came home to our home being flooded. American family insurance since then has not paid us to repair a home, which caused us to lose our home. For about two years now we have been separated from her son. He is living with my mother-in-law, which is 8 miles down the road from where the home is sudden.  

   My husband and I have been camping for the last two years. When this whole thing started we had moved into our rental home which was stolen from us and sold for $11,000.  I’m asking for help to get a down payment and security deposit to move into an apartment or a home, so my son can come home and be with his family. I have tried to crowdfunding for and it did not go anywhere. I am going to keep trying and doing everything that I possibly can to bring my son home . Until the last breath I take, until that stuff I take until the last bit of my heart I will go until I bring them home. I have since then applied for grants and loans and I am scheduled to start classes for cyber security on October 18. Which will leave me a tiny bit of financial assistance left over after the classes are paid for . I am also providing services to a patient and have applied for jobs. For a long time I was without a vehicle, now by the grace of God I have transportation and I’m able to get a steady job. There are a few jobs I am interested in that provide housing. What I’ve been doing to save money in the meantime I’ve been panhandling and doing everything anything I possibly can to save up as much money as I can to bring my son home. The funds that I’m asking for help Will help us with First months rent, last months rent, and security deposit. It will also help us with furnishings, due to the fact we lost everything in our flooded. 

    The funds will also help us with a lawyer to assure we do get to bring our son home. This whole ordeal has caused so many problems in our life and we’ve only seen her son maybe a handful of times since this is happened. Every day is a struggle every day is painful. I feel like I’m on life-support and only thing I’m doing is just enough to survive breathing and eating. There’s no pleasure in my life. I miss my son, and Feel like I’m mourning the loss of my child who is still alive.

    I desperately need your help. I don’t have friends and the family I have is of no help to me. They aren’t there for me and have done their best to make sure I fail. Before all this I was being to put together my plan on starting a non-profit / charity / fiscal sponsorship etc… for women's and children's shelter victims  of domestic violence and sex crimes. Which I’m still doing. To also help with that, I feel no matter what I still give my time and help the best I can. I help the homeless right now, with food , clothing, few dollars here and there. I am collecting shoes for “Got Sneekers” they are a non-profit helping low income families.