Hi it’s Angelica here, sadly on Tuesday night 10/3/23 my apartment, my home, was lost to a fire. The night started out so normal, so joyful, and ended in such sadness, trauma, and loss. My neighbors and I were having dinner together next door when I looked over and saw the back of our home up in flames. In a panic we all ran out the door and back to our home. The only thought in my mind was Meeko, my 12lb chihuahua was locked in his crate in my room. As I’m watching the fire rage, knowing that there’s only one room between where the fire was and where Meeko was, all I could think is my baby is going to burn alive and there’s nothing I can do to save him. My two attempts, and my neighbors attempts to run up the stairs were a failure with too much smoke and heat from the fire. All we could do was wait for the firefighters.

I immediately called my mom in hysterics and she prayed with me on the phone. I felt relief that my downstairs neighbors (and good friends) were safe, but there was a gaping hole in my chest that I’d leave the night with not only no home but also without one of the most important beings in my life. I could lose any possessions in my house but I could not live a life without Meeko in it. Waiting on the sidelines watching the firefighters do all they could to get in and fit through the one small window available felt like torture.

Thankfully Meeko was saved by the firefighters in time, even though they believed it would be impossible. God did miracles that night. And while Meeko and I are safe and healthy, we are now in need of support to get back on our feet and recover all that was lost. Anything you are willing to give we would greatly greatly appreciate. I feel so loved and encouraged from people’s outpouring of messages and I’m grateful to God for all our lives being spared!