My name is Sandi, and for the past seven years, I’ve been living in North Carolina, feeling more alone than I ever imagined. I moved here hoping for a fresh start, but what I found was a deep longing for my son and my hometown of Vermillion, Ohio. My son is 23 now—a wonderful young man after God’s own heart—and I miss him every single day. He is my only family, and being away from him has been incredibly hard, especially as I get older and realize how much I need his love and support. Most of my family in Ohio has passed away, and I never got to attend their funerals because I couldn’t afford to travel back.

Life here hasn’t been easy. I’ve worked low-income jobs that barely pay enough to get by, and it’s been tough to make ends meet. The neighborhood has become dangerous, and finding work at my age is a real challenge. I feel trapped, and the loneliness has taken a toll on my spirit. What I want more than anything is to go back home, to be with my son, and to have the chance to hug him again. I already have a place to stay in Vermillion, but I need help getting there.

I don’t have a lot of things—just a few precious belongings, like my grandma’s antique dresser and a 1930s cabinet that mean the world to me. I need help renting a U-Haul, filling it with gas, and getting a trailer to tow my car. I’ve never done anything like this before, and it’s hard for me to ask for help. I’ve always been the one to give, not to receive. But right now, I need a hand up, not a handout. Any support you can give, no matter how small, would mean everything to me. Thank you for being a blessing in my life, and thank you, Jesus, for guiding me home.