Are you a husband like me? A man who married one woman 'til death do us part...for better or worse...in sickness and in health...as long as we both shall live.
Are you a daddy like me? Your youngest, a girl. A girl who grew up laughing, loved, and joyous. Popular wherever she gathered...wherever she studied...wherever she worked. Boisterous with her brothers...sweet with her cousins...fun with all. Loved by all.
Your daughter marries. She's convinced herself he's good. So you give her a wedding you know you can't afford...but you do it anyway. You love her. She's your joy. You go along. Give the speech after the vows. But your gut knows your loud and happy family just changed.
Six years pass. There's two grandchildren you adore. But your daughter looks different. She's sad, and to your horror, she's resigned. She's too young. Late twenties. Too young to be worn out. Too beautiful not to be treasured. A heart too good to just shrivel away.
She calls. You answer. "Dad, I'm leaving him". You rent a house, big enough for all of you. And not a moment too soon. Living with her, you see the toll taken, the light almost snuffed.
You help her divorce him. Who will help her? Who will stand for her? Who will protect her? You already know the answer...
Are you a grandfather like me? Who feels the burden. Who prays every night, on his knees, asking God to keep his grandchildren. To keep their mommy, his daughter. A man who offers thanks to God - everyday - for jobs and income...but it's not enough.
And now, after 3 years of struggle, 3 years of surviving, 3 years of putting her children first, my daughter is being sued.
I want to give you the low-down, share all the infuriating details...I've been advised otherwise. But you've read this far, do I really need to spell it out? It ain't my daughter that filed suit. Not hard to figure out who did, or who he's using to hurt her.
Centuries ago men forged swords of steel to keep and protect their children. Good men looked to courage and steel to fight for what's right.
Today, lawyers supplant swords. Courtrooms are the fields where good men contest the bad. But courage still matters. To stand up, look the monster in the eye, and defeat him.
Help me. I have the courage. I need the sword. To win for my daughter. My darling girl. But I stand helpless to pick it up. Help me pick it up.
God bless you all. If you decide to contribute, please know that I'll only use your donation to fund my daughter's legal battle. When the battle's won, and if there's money left over, I'll donate the excess to help other daughters who need help to fight for their children, and post where I did that here.
Even if all you can do is share this story with others, I'm truly thankful.
I'm grateful for you. And I respect your gift.
You deserve an explanation for how your donation will be used.
Here it is...
1. My full name is Van Michael Vaughn. My nickname is Mike. My Facebook account that is connected to my GoFundMe account is Mike Vaughn.
2. I'm raising these funds for my daughter. I'm not going to share her name since this is a family law case in progress.
3. These funds will ONLY be used for my daughter's legal fees.
4. I view myself as the custodian of your generosity and I do not take that role lightly.
5. After my daughter's legal battle is won, I'll give a full accounting of how your donations were spent without compromising the names of the parties involved or their representation.
6. If there is any money left over after she wins her legal battle, I will use the excess to fund one or more other single mothers who need financial help to fight for their children. I will provide a full accounting of that here and share the stories of those I help with any excess funds.
Love to you all.
Van (Mike) Vaughn
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