My name is Carla Harvey. I am a single mother to a 3-year-old daughter on the autism spectrum. I work gig jobs every day to keep us stable and safe.

Right now I am facing eviction within 72 hours. And my mother is dying.

She lives in the back of her pickup truck. Her body has given out — years of temporary work, manual labor, flagging construction sites in the heat. She has nothing left but time, and I don't know how much of that she has either.

I need to get to her. I need to bring her peace. Rest. Dignity. The kind of love that asks nothing back. I want to honor God by being a good steward of what little I have — and giving her agape love, maybe for the first time in her life.

Every dollar goes to keeping a roof over my daughter's head so I don't lose our home, and to getting to my mother before she takes her last breath.

If you cannot give, please share. Sharing costs nothing and means everything.

Watch what I'm building through all of this: https://youtu.be/P81AW0U_KLU

Thank you. God bless you. — Carla Harvey

This is the story Carla. This is what people give to. Not a content creator. A daughter trying to reach her dying mother in time.