Help Jeff and Josh Honor Their Mother's Final Journey

I'm Jeff. My mother has been living with me in hospice - cancer, stage 4 metastasis - for the last 9 months. She is coming to the end of her journey in this life. This is the first time I've had to deal with a death, and it's my mom. The strength of this woman is unmatched. She was diagnosed in 2019. In 2021, the cancer cells in her breasts were gone, only to come back with a vengeance in 2023. That same year, she was shoved out of a truck going 60 mph. She not only survived the attack but was determined to recover and leave her husband (who leaned over, unbuckled her seat belt, opened the truck door, and shoved her out) and find a way to her kids. I'm the oldest (42) of 5 (33 the youngest). When I got my mom's call asking to stay with me until her time comes, I was heartbroken. This woman has been through so much. From my father abusing her, to cancer, to beating cancer, then having this ungodly disease that tortures a person every single day come back with a vengeance, to getting thrown from a truck at 60 mph and breaking over 20 bones in her 61-year-old body, my mom can't catch a break. It's so unfair. She was/is a God-fearing woman. She continues to praise Him every day. She didn't deserve this. None of it. She was/is the most loving person I know. This kind of thing isn't supposed to happen to her. Not my mom. And now, as she reaches the end of her journey, she still can't catch a break. As I stated earlier, I have 4 siblings. I was the only child that stepped up. I later learned that my middle brother had been in a coma for almost a month. He was unaware of what was happening. He I had no idea how hard those next 8 months were going to be. At the time, my girlfriend and I were living in a 1-bedroom apartment on the 2nd floor with the bathroom in the room. I'm divorced, and I have 3 kids I get on the weekends. On weekends, there would be 6 of us in a tiny 1-bedroom apartment, with all my mom's medical equipment. You can't imagine how difficult that was. We turned our dining room into a bedroom so my mom had some kind of privacy. I reached out to my siblings for help and got crickets. Three of those crickets are still chirping.

My mom will go any day now, I'm told. My brother Josh and I are not able to get my mother cremated. I was told that 7 days after the crematory takes possession of her body, the county will give the crematory a green light. At that time, we will need to pay in full the balance. We don't have that money. I'm hoping that this can help us pay for her release from this world. My heart hurts for any and every person who has to battle this disease. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Please, if you can help, please help, I ask. Thank you.