A little backround. John and I met on a blind date 23 years ago. I got pregnant at 16 and had our first child. He wanted me to stay home and raise her myself. I say myself because he busted his butt to make sure of that and I was so happy to do so. We had rough times but made it. Had our second child 3 years later and he still insisted on that. Busted his butt to make that happen. Our son has add/ADHD. While working his ass off ( yes I said ass instead of butt lol ) as a mechanic he worked long hours but still came to band concerts and soccer games.  and what not even though he was extremely tired. He has always helped out everyone that needed help. He is and always will be my hero.  2020 has been a tough year for everyone but can you imagine losing your business, selling your equipment and exhausting your savings to find out you have stage 3 Lymphoma in your spleen. He started chemo on the 22nd lost a lot of weight and as of right now can not work. I deliver food here and there but my main focus is on him to get better and make sure he gets to and from doctor appointments and chemo.  For the first time we have sought out help from the state and his medical bills are taken care of. He has applied for disability however I have learned it may take some time. So we are just asking for a little bit of help while he goes through the next 5 months of chemo. Thank you. God bless.