Two days after Christmas, my husband walked out on me and my two daughters.

Since then, it has just been the three of us — and any day now, my oldest will be bringing my granddaughter into this world.

What should be one of the most beautiful, joyful moments of our lives is also one of the scariest.

I am doing everything I possibly can to hold our world together. I have job interviews lined up. I have another job opportunity waiting if I can secure reliable transportation. I am pushing. I am trying. I am not giving up.

But right now, I am $2,000 behind on rent.

Without that money, we risk losing the only stable place my daughters — and my soon-to-be granddaughter — have to come home to.

My oldest is due any day now. She should be focused on bringing her baby girl safely into the world, not worrying about whether we will have a roof over our heads. My youngest should not have to see her mama this scared.

I am not someone who asks for help. It is humbling and hard for me to even write this. But I would rather swallow my pride than risk my children and grandbaby not having a safe home.

If you can give, even $5, it would mean more than I can explain. If you cannot give, please share our story. Every prayer, every share, every small act of kindness matters right now.

We are not giving up. We just need a little help getting through this storm so we can stand on our own again.

From the bottom of my heart — thank you for reading, for caring, and for helping us keep our home as we welcome our sweet baby girl.

With love and gratitude,

Christian