Help Save Our Home and Keep Our Family Together
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Thank you so much for taking time out of your day to read this and potentially help and pass this along. My name is Pamela Bowman, and for those of you who know me personally know that I am not the type to ask for help unless I REALLY need it. I love helping others, and I prefer to do things for myself but by this point I am desperate. Here is an extremely cut down version of what’s going on. Much more has happened in between all these issues, but I don’t want to keep you all reading our woes forever…
For the 10 years that we have lived in our home Jorge and I have been caretakers. First, we took care of his amazing Grandmother during the hardest part of her life, battling 3 kinds of cancer. We took care of her 24/7 and did odd jobs here and there to try to make money to help pay bills and buy basic things we needed. After her 6-year battle, she sadly passed away and we immediately got the news that Jorge’s Uncle John had cancer as well. When he came to visit, we helped him get through his illness as much as we could, but we lost him as well a year and a half into his fight. During this time, Jorge’s mother battled with severe depression and anxiety that caused her to become dependent on too many medications and she had gotten severely injured multiple times- requiring a back surgery, a knee surgery and also breaking her ankle which led to a terrible bone infection that required daily hospital treatments for a month. We became her caretakers and tried to care for her as best we could. During this time, we again had a few side jobs to pay for necessities but were never able to keep anything stable because of how much time was required of us. Sadly, she suddenly passed away July 2019 and somehow things in our home got even worse.
Jorge’s Grandfather, Manuel had a stroke two weeks after his daughters passing and it left him permanently disabled, causing Jorge and myself to continue being caretakers. He is unable to do normal tasks without help such as eat, bathe and use the bathroom. We have also become the sole caretaker of Jorge’s Uncle Manny who has been disabled since birth. He has diabetes and other issues that require us to give him medications and monitor his diet and other activities. Being caretakers this long is not an easy task, but we gladly take on these roles because we love his family so much.
Unbeknownst to Jorge and myself, our Grandfathers finances were a mess (up until July, his daughter was handling everything) and now we are in a situation where our house is in foreclosure and we are at risk of losing it. Jorge and I have been doing our best to take care of our two disabled men, but in doing so, we haven’t had steady work since July and have no money coming in to help pay the mortgage or the excess of medical bills that we now have since our Grandfathers stroke. I have been working really hard to try to find solutions to help us save our house and I keep coming up with leads that go to nowhere. We don’t want to lose our house- who would want to- but if we do lose our house, our family would have to split up. That is that last thing that we want. We have all been through so much together in the past 10 years and having to move apart from each other would just destroy us. Jorge has been living with our Grandfather and Uncle his whole life and being away from them when they need us most is something neither of us want to think about.
Uncle Manny and our Grandfather would have to go to separate government funded homes in New Jersey since they have different disabilities and Jorge and I would have to move into my Mother’s house in New York. We don’t want to split our family up like this and we don’t want to impose on my Mom, who has already helped us as much as she possibly can, both financially and emotionally. I am terrified that we are going to lose our home and that both our Grandfather and Uncle will get sicker because we won’t be together to support and care for each other. Our house is small, but it is amazing for us. Uncle Manny has his own room that he loves being in and free range of most of the house. Our Grandfather has his own area with his adjustable hospital bed, his favorite chair and tv and all the other things he needs for us to take care of him, and Jorge and I have the basement to ourselves so we have a little bit of privacy but can be with our men in a flash whenever they need us. We also live in a neighborhood that is so great for us for many reasons and we have neighbors that are so supportive and awesome. We absolutely love our home and it has brought us all so much comfort being here together. It’s the place where we have our last remnants of our family members that we have lost and the love that we have all had for each other. It’s the place where our cats lounge around and give us all a laugh when they run like crazy as well as love and purrs when we need it most. This house is part of us, we have lived, struggled and endured, and loved here and the idea of leaving this house is devastating to us.
We need help right away because the bank is really threatening us at his point. $40,000 isn’t even enough to cover everything that we owe across the board, but it would help and allow us to at least breathe a little bit and not have to move out. Having all this happen while trying to both grieve and process the fact that our Grandfather is now so disabled has been exhausting. I have been trying to be super positive, but it hasn’t been easy with the constant beating that this family has been taking. I’m really praying that 2020 is going to become a much better year for us. It can only go up from here, right? I hope so…
I feel crazy for asking for this much help, but honestly, I am beyond desperate at this point and I don’t know what else to do. I so appreciate you all reading this, and hopefully sharing it and helping out. I can’t explain what is means to me that you would take the time out to read this whole thing and help, in any way that you can. Any little bit will help at this point and I thank you all so much for doing what you can. I love you all so much and I hope that you have an amazing and blessed 2020. Thank you again and I’m sending you all my love and happiness! <3 -Pam :0)
P.S. I apologize for the lack of good photos, I realized today that the 4 of us never take any pictures! How cute is that picture of Jorge and our Grandfather when he was little though?! Thank you one more time!
Our Grandfather after a trip to Krispy Kreme a few years ago.
Uncle Manny on his 55th Birthday.
Jorge and his Grandfather when he was about 2 or 3 years old.
Jorge and I on my birthday, 2018.
Our Grandfather with his favorite cat, Blackie, the day he came home from rehab after the stroke.
For the 10 years that we have lived in our home Jorge and I have been caretakers. First, we took care of his amazing Grandmother during the hardest part of her life, battling 3 kinds of cancer. We took care of her 24/7 and did odd jobs here and there to try to make money to help pay bills and buy basic things we needed. After her 6-year battle, she sadly passed away and we immediately got the news that Jorge’s Uncle John had cancer as well. When he came to visit, we helped him get through his illness as much as we could, but we lost him as well a year and a half into his fight. During this time, Jorge’s mother battled with severe depression and anxiety that caused her to become dependent on too many medications and she had gotten severely injured multiple times- requiring a back surgery, a knee surgery and also breaking her ankle which led to a terrible bone infection that required daily hospital treatments for a month. We became her caretakers and tried to care for her as best we could. During this time, we again had a few side jobs to pay for necessities but were never able to keep anything stable because of how much time was required of us. Sadly, she suddenly passed away July 2019 and somehow things in our home got even worse.
Jorge’s Grandfather, Manuel had a stroke two weeks after his daughters passing and it left him permanently disabled, causing Jorge and myself to continue being caretakers. He is unable to do normal tasks without help such as eat, bathe and use the bathroom. We have also become the sole caretaker of Jorge’s Uncle Manny who has been disabled since birth. He has diabetes and other issues that require us to give him medications and monitor his diet and other activities. Being caretakers this long is not an easy task, but we gladly take on these roles because we love his family so much.
Unbeknownst to Jorge and myself, our Grandfathers finances were a mess (up until July, his daughter was handling everything) and now we are in a situation where our house is in foreclosure and we are at risk of losing it. Jorge and I have been doing our best to take care of our two disabled men, but in doing so, we haven’t had steady work since July and have no money coming in to help pay the mortgage or the excess of medical bills that we now have since our Grandfathers stroke. I have been working really hard to try to find solutions to help us save our house and I keep coming up with leads that go to nowhere. We don’t want to lose our house- who would want to- but if we do lose our house, our family would have to split up. That is that last thing that we want. We have all been through so much together in the past 10 years and having to move apart from each other would just destroy us. Jorge has been living with our Grandfather and Uncle his whole life and being away from them when they need us most is something neither of us want to think about.
Uncle Manny and our Grandfather would have to go to separate government funded homes in New Jersey since they have different disabilities and Jorge and I would have to move into my Mother’s house in New York. We don’t want to split our family up like this and we don’t want to impose on my Mom, who has already helped us as much as she possibly can, both financially and emotionally. I am terrified that we are going to lose our home and that both our Grandfather and Uncle will get sicker because we won’t be together to support and care for each other. Our house is small, but it is amazing for us. Uncle Manny has his own room that he loves being in and free range of most of the house. Our Grandfather has his own area with his adjustable hospital bed, his favorite chair and tv and all the other things he needs for us to take care of him, and Jorge and I have the basement to ourselves so we have a little bit of privacy but can be with our men in a flash whenever they need us. We also live in a neighborhood that is so great for us for many reasons and we have neighbors that are so supportive and awesome. We absolutely love our home and it has brought us all so much comfort being here together. It’s the place where we have our last remnants of our family members that we have lost and the love that we have all had for each other. It’s the place where our cats lounge around and give us all a laugh when they run like crazy as well as love and purrs when we need it most. This house is part of us, we have lived, struggled and endured, and loved here and the idea of leaving this house is devastating to us.
We need help right away because the bank is really threatening us at his point. $40,000 isn’t even enough to cover everything that we owe across the board, but it would help and allow us to at least breathe a little bit and not have to move out. Having all this happen while trying to both grieve and process the fact that our Grandfather is now so disabled has been exhausting. I have been trying to be super positive, but it hasn’t been easy with the constant beating that this family has been taking. I’m really praying that 2020 is going to become a much better year for us. It can only go up from here, right? I hope so…
I feel crazy for asking for this much help, but honestly, I am beyond desperate at this point and I don’t know what else to do. I so appreciate you all reading this, and hopefully sharing it and helping out. I can’t explain what is means to me that you would take the time out to read this whole thing and help, in any way that you can. Any little bit will help at this point and I thank you all so much for doing what you can. I love you all so much and I hope that you have an amazing and blessed 2020. Thank you again and I’m sending you all my love and happiness! <3 -Pam :0)
P.S. I apologize for the lack of good photos, I realized today that the 4 of us never take any pictures! How cute is that picture of Jorge and our Grandfather when he was little though?! Thank you one more time!
Our Grandfather after a trip to Krispy Kreme a few years ago.
Uncle Manny on his 55th Birthday.
Jorge and his Grandfather when he was about 2 or 3 years old.
Jorge and I on my birthday, 2018.
Our Grandfather with his favorite cat, Blackie, the day he came home from rehab after the stroke.
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Pamela Bowman
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Cliffside Park, NJ
