Help Rebuild After House Fire

My name Jack and I am the father of an amazing daughter, Laura. She had a beautiful home that she shared with her beloved dog, Beerus, or Mr. Bee as she liked to call him. Her home was her personality with her entire life put into it, with her beloved Beerus as her emotional support. Like so many of us, our pets give us unconditional love during those times when most needed.

Last Saturday evening, the 5th of April, she was out with friends and she got a call from the fire department. Her home was on fire, and when she got there, her most dedicated friend had passed away in the fire, her Beerus. She was devastated. Her was destroyed, and the loss of Mr. Bee was one of the most horrible emotional events she or any of us could ever experience. When she reached out to me, she kept saying he was home alone; I was not with him, and that guilt will always be with me. She lost her entire life within minutes—her personality, her love, her friend. Imagine all of your pictures, your clothes, your memories gone. She told me that she just wanted to get into her bed and cry, but I no longer have a bed to cry in.

from Laura’s words…

For those of you who knew Bee, you know what a joyful and goofy boy he was and how much me meant to me. He was my baby for 8 years and I loved him endlessly. I got him as a baby and we was with me through every major life event, every move, every career change… I thought I had more time with him, more walks, more cuddles, more stinky breath kisses. This weekend I lost him in a house fire that flipped my entire world upside down. Almost nothing was salvageable. I lost my entire life in this fire and I have nothing but the clothes on my back.

I understand that times are hard for everyone. If you have even a few dollars to spare, or can spread the word, that will be helpful. If not financially, any other kind of help is appreciated- clothing, home goods, toiletries, food. I can’t even begin to describe how much it would mean to me.

When the police asked me if there was anything I wanted them to grab from the house I couldn’t think of a single material thing I wanted or cared about. What I lost can never be replaced, my sweet baby boy.

Like so many young people, as I am, I live paycheck to paycheck, and now I am asking for some help to maybe get me started again. I will always have this emotional loss in my life, and I know time will heal all things, but for now, I just can’t do those normal things that we all do. I have amazing and loving friends and family that will always be here for me, and I am so thankful for that. Thank you for listening to my story, and any little bit will help me rebuild a small life.