Every day I write the same plea. Every day I ask for help. Every day I hope that someone will see my children’s suffering and care enough to help us survive.
I am a mother of four children, raising them alone while carrying a broken heart. My biggest dream is not luxury or comfort. I only want to provide the most basic necessities for my children.
At the very least, I need diapers and milk for my little daughter. My other children also have needs that I struggle to meet every day. I am constantly worried about how I will feed them, clothe them, and keep a roof over their heads.
I am threatened with eviction and could lose the place where my children and I are staying. Without help, we could end up with nowhere to go.
This fundraiser is our only source of income. It is the only thing standing between my family and complete despair.
I am exhausted from begging for help. Exhausted from writing these messages over and over again. Exhausted from watching my children go without while hoping someone will care.
If you cannot donate, please share my story. A small act of kindness could make the difference between hope and hopelessness for my family.
Please don’t scroll past us. My children and I need your help today.
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