Donate to Jill's Journey of Healing and Hope

Hi, I'm Jill and I'm mom to two of the three kiddos in this picture. To say that 2024 was awful is the understatement of the century. My 18-year-old son graduated high school in May of 2024, and everything was great. Him, his sister, and his girlfriend (the other one in the picture) were well on their way to making their life plans happen. Then, on June 22, 2024, our lives changed. Jordan was killed in a single-car crash, and our lives haven't been the same since. I have done my best to honor his memory by witnessing to those around me and being as strong as I can for my family, who are all hurting from the extreme loss that we all felt.

In November 2024, two days after my 47th birthday, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Three different tumors, to be exact. One of which is the aggressive triple-negative cancer that can become other types as time goes on. Thankfully, the highest stage I was rated was stage 2. However, with the treatment plan and finding out that I have one of the gene malformations that leads to many different types of cancer, the last few months have been anything but easy. So, five months after I lost my son, I had to start fighting for my life.

Anyone who knows me knows I wear my heart on my sleeve. I love my family with every ounce of my being. I work with special needs students as their teacher. When I lost my son, they were what got my daughter and me out of our house in August. Those kids love the two of us and need us, I believe, as much as we need them.

So, the past 10.5 months have been incredibly hard. Meanwhile, we are still living in the house where my son lived. We see him around every corner, in the kitchen, and in the memories that will forever stay with this house. As a family, we are trying to process his death still and move forward moment by moment. We are trying desperately to move and need some help to do so because the bills from cancer are coming, and we are trying to keep enough money in our account to have for the downpayment and closing for our house. Normally, I would never ask for anyone's help and hate that I'm asking now, but I have looked at every program that would lead to grants for downpayment assistance or something of the sort, and either we make too much money, or the house isn't in the spot they need for a certain program.

Anything donated to us will go to the purchase of our home, and anything extra will go to pay for the extreme costs that will happen during the rest of my treatment and upcoming surgeries. Thank you and God Bless.