I have been diagnosed with terminal cancer,  my only thought now is to know my family will be alright when i'm gone. 
It has been a rough life for us but we have met some truly great people along the way. We stick together as a family and move forward secure in the knowledge that , together we can get through anything and remain a happy family.
Then the unimaginable happened , i was feeling ill on christmas eve and my wife insisted that i go to the emergency room to be checked out,  after getting some images taken and seeing the doctors huddled in the corner i knew it would be bad news,  trying not to worry my family who were all there in the room with me,  i began talking about what fun we would have in the morning, christmas day. 
The doctor walked in and said "Mr Garcia , i would like to show you something"  he took me to his desk and brought up pictures on his computer,  he then went about showing me the cancer, " here and there and over there" then i got the news that its stage 4 and i didnt have long. 
My only thoughts were for my beautiful wife,  the two little children that were standing in the examination room waiting to go home and see santa claus, the unborn baby that my wife was carrying and my grown son whose heart would break so catastrophically when i tell him this grim news .
I have been one of the truly fortunate people in this world,  the family that i have and the love that they have for me makes me the luckiest and happiest man that has ever walked this planet.
I was fortunate enough to be given an appointment with a dr that would not only fight for my life but win the battles that he fought,  he has managed to keep me alive for four years now,  that's four more than any dr said that i had when i was diagnosed,  my life is running out though, i have been on borrowed time and it is now catching up to me.
All of the chemotherapy and the stress of this long difficult battle has taken its toll on my body ,  the next round of chemo may be my last.
I'm not afraid and i'm not sad for myself,  i have lived more than most people could ever imagine or even hope for.  My family is my only concern,   i need to know that they will have the security of a home, a home that they own where no one can kick them out because the baby is crying to loud,  a home where they can stay forever without the worry of a landlord saying "were going to sell the house, you need to leave"  the only thing i want before i go is to know that they will have this security , the security that was so elusive through out our life together, that i worked so hard for and watched crumble as i sink into illness.
I ask that you please consider donating,  only as much as you feel comfortable with,  any amount helps even a $15 donation helps keep the momentum going and gives us a chance at making this a reality for my family.
I cant imagine their lives when i'm gone, if i have to leave them without the security of a home to grow up in,  and my not being there to do anything about it.

I thank you all so much.