For seven years, I have done everything in my power to survive quietly, rebuild my life, and be the best mother I can be. This is the first time I’ve ever publicly asked for help, and it is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to write. As many of you know, I am a double above-knee amputee and a single mother raising my son, Ronan. I have fought hard to rebuild my life through faith, sobriety, perseverance, and love for my child. Most days, I try to carry everything with grace and gratitude. But lately, life has become heavier than I can carry alone. My mobility scooter/chair broke down unexpectedly. That chair is not a luxury for me — it is my independence, my mobility, my ability to care for my son efficiently and safely. I also attempted to adjust my prosthetics to create “stubbies” for easier mobility around the house, but I accidentally threw off the alignment. Now I struggle to stand upright in my MPKS aka Tall legs; or walk safely without falling. It feels like I’m trying to hold myself together.

And as if that weren’t enough, my car’s exhaust broke the same day my scooter failed. I believe God is with me even here. I believe Jesus walks with us through suffering and humility. Thank you for seeing the human being behind the screen. Thank you for seeing a mother trying her best. No one really knows how many pots of coffee, meetings, sessions, therapy, PT and beyond. Thank you for helping me keep moving forward.