My name is Jerrad Moit and I am fighting to save my family home in the Central Valley area of California, a place that has been the heart and soul of my family for over 75 years. My father and his two older sisters were born and raised here, and I grew up surrounded by memories with my grandparents, aunts, and the traditions that shaped our lives. This place is more than just some house; it’s where I spent my childhood, celebrated holidays, and shared countless moments with loved ones. The backyard borders my old preschool, and kindergarten Lincoln Christian Academy and my Elementary school Junior High and Highscool are at opposite end of the street I grew up on.

The Meyer lemon tree planted by my great grandfather still stands, and the lines marking my growth are etched into the door frame. It’s the only thing I have left of my family after unimaginable loss and hardship.

Last year, I lost my father and stepmother in a tragic murder-suicide on my birthday. Since then, I’ve faced overwhelming challenges as the administrator of the estate. The Homeowners Association has been relentless, charging steep fines for landscaping. I am also being sued along with the estate by my step aunts and uncle for wrongful death, adding to the legal and emotional burden. That is taking a serious toll on me.

While the home is in Probate which has now been on hold for over 2 years now while my step family come at me with one thing after another. The accounts are tied up pending the outcome of the wrongful death suit. making needed repairs or even making any major decisions of where to live or look into roommates possibly or hire someone to make some of the major repairs that the homeowners insurance is demanding to be done in the meantime impossible. I also have a a live in aide who would like to know where they stand or if they need to take other opportunities that are coming up. .

My step aunts disposed of after destroying much of the contents of the home, and3 generations of my family. Maintaining the home has become a daily strugglle, repairs, tree trimming, property taxes, HOA dues, water, sewage, garbage, utilities, security, and internet for the alarm system all add up. The front door and patio glass doors needed replacement after emergency responders forced entry, and the carpets were removed by cleaning services.

I am also responsible for vehicle registration, insurance, and homeowners insurance.

On top of all this, I am disabled and living with severe hereditary Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension, Congestive Heart Failure, Chronic Kidney Disease, Relapsing Remitting Multiple Sclerosis , and Trigeminal Neuralgia. Autoimmune Issues are so insidious, and act like a triple edged sword, wreaking havoc in my case by attacking the on myelin protective sheathing of my nerves and causing systemic wide inflammation, creating a domino effect across all the organs in my body leading to multiple organ failures repeatedly over the years. I have had 4 lumbar punctures aka spinal taps in the last 2 years over 20 MRI’s, 12 CT scans, PET scans and have undergone 4 traumatic surgeries this year so far. I can only thank God, for allowing me to keep on going, and Medicare/Medi-Cal or I would have been gone years ago.

I know that there are people in far worse health and worse financial situations than myself, and possibly had even more traumatic life experiences. Thats why I keep going, Im not going to let my experiences and physical health drag my heart and soul out to watch my personal dumpster fire.

I still have hope and I am Proud of myself for making it this far, I embrace my obstacles and try to find how to fix my problems and if that can’t be done, I somehow always seem to make the most of what Ive been dealt and learn and figure out how to get through it.

I really truly loved my father and stepmother. and I hope they knew that. I know that they probably didn’t comprehend the effect they had on me through there words and actions and choices. Nobody is given a manual to being a parent really. So everyone is just winging it . And bringing all there trauma and disappointments and fears and insecurities and baggage into the mix .

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Despite everything, I am determined to keep my family’s memory alive. This home is a symbol of our history and the love we shared. Your support will help me cover urgent expenses, fight legal battles, and preserve the only piece of my family I have left. Every contribution brings me closer to saving the place that means everything to me.