Things they don’t tell you: you’ll go into financial ruins, people who swore to help and stand by you will drift away, those who stay give and help and put themselves in financial binds. After you get some hair back and get out of the hospital, people forget you still have stage 4 breast cancer. Your husband will abandon you because it’s too hard to handle. If you lose insurance, you can’t get more for years and years. Your husband will file for divorce so he doesn’t have to pay for it anymore. And most importantly, if you pick the wrong surgeon, you will be disfigured.

I am the mother of many, an advisor, and an animal rescuer my entire life. I was a daycare provider for a decade so I could be with my kids, a foster mother, and a stepmother. Added to my list now is warrior and survivor! I survive for my grandkids and my kids. I survive for my pets. I survive for my best friend's parents who have nobody else since his untimely death. I certainly no longer feel I survived for myself.

For the first time in my life, I need help. I have sold everything I could worth value and taken loans against all I could. I rented my daughter's home out so she could live with me and we could consolidate households, but she has 3 kids to support. I’ve done all I can, including listing my jewelry. I am a realtor new to Florida and until I get some customers, there isn’t anything left to do. I’ve applied to every charity possible, unemployment, state assistance, and even applied for every job possible. Nobody hires cancer patients who need more surgery in the near future. If you can’t help, share my information and recommend me to those who want to buy or sell a house before I lose mine.

Thank you for reading my story and God bless.