Aid a Mother's Recovery and Fight for Home

I am starting this go fund me account in a desperate attempt to save my home and keep my family together. I am currently $6,525.00 behind in rent and facing eviction. I thought about telling you how I never ask for help and how far in life I've came; about the insane struggles and more than difficult challenges, but instead I'll tell you a little bit about me and what happened. I always see go fund me pages on social media about repairs or vet bills, so I can only hope that you will read our story and find it in you heart to help. I am afraid with out help I will be homeless and alone. So here it goes...

I am a 40 yr old single mother. My children are not young. I have a 20 year old son who is my pride and joy. My youngest daughter is 17, and although she is almost and adult she still needs my love and guidance. My oldest daughter is 23 and she gave birth to my amazing grandson 4 years ago. I decided I was better off rasing them on my own when they were young. I graduated highschool and went to collage. I worked several jobs over the years and was great at all of them,but still didn't find my perfect fit. Until 8 years ago I became an electrician. I absolutely loved the work and the hours were great. The pay kept getting better and I was finally someone i was proud of. Extremely proud. I knew I had climbed to where I needed to be in life for me and my children and it felt great! The years went on and I felt like I was finally ready to date. It turned out to be not as great as I hoped and I decided to keep it just me and my children. Which worked for me. I continued working. Switched to a new company and was truly proud of my life. Then it all started... I became tired all the time, started falling and mixing up things. Eventually I ended up losing my job. I kept looking for a new job but I felt worse by the day. I couldn't understand what was wrong with me. Then I woke up one morning and my arms were numb. My oldest daughter, in a panic, called 911 and off to the hospital I went. At the hospital they seen my blood pressure was out of control and all over the place. They did a bunch of blood work and tests and preceded to tell me I Was PREGNANT! I was in shock. I finally came to terms with it (despite my intermediate periods and negative pregnancy tests) I found an obgn and finally came to terms with the news. I was even excited to have another bundle of joy. The day came when we would find the gender. I had my oldest daughter drive me to the dr. Unfortunately through all the excitement and baby talk, we got a flat tire. But we were right around the corner from the office so my daughter said she would fix it while I go in. I went to the ultrsound, still nervous about my oldest daughter but excited to find out the gender. When the nurse came and went I knew something was wrong but was unsure about what. She took me to a room to wait for the doctor. After a few minutes he came in and broke the news. The baby had no heart beat, and I needed to go to the hospital. I was in shock, I couldn't move for a few minutes. The upseting news that had so quickly turned into a delightful bundle of joy was gone. I walked out of office completely in shock not even sure what to say or do next. My daughter was still working on the car, unable to get the flat tire off. I sat on the curve and cried while she called my brother to come get me. I was in shock by baby was gone, but on my way to the hospital to induce labor alone while my daughter struggled to change the tire a few hours longer. Durning labor was when reality really hit I was delievering a full term stillborn alone! While I was hooked to the monitors I noticed why I hadn't been feeling good, my blood pressure was completely insane ranging for 293/170 to 60/30. I was terrified! Then on June 14th my son William Fredrick was born. The rest is really a blurry. The feeling of going home in so much pain with unmanageable blood pressure without the life I had created was unbearable. I made the funeral arrangements and tired to pick up the pieces....the strokes have left me the shell of a person. My speech is slurred, I can't walk right, but the blood pressure is finally under control. They say I will get better eventually and I am. Mentally and physically I can make a full recovery, It just takes time. So if you could find it in your heart to donate even the smallest amount, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you