I never imagined I would be writing something like this.

My son and I have lost almost everything.

Over the last few years, it feels like life has hit us with one devastating blow after another. After my brother passed away, we left our home in Tennessee to be near family and help care for my sick grandmother. We were trying to do the right thing and stay close to the people we loved.

Then my husband died.

The man I planned to spend my life with, my partner was suddenly gone. We were left trying to survive the grief while figuring out how to move forward without him.

Before we could even begin to heal, another tragedy struck.

The flood took away what little stability we had left and left my son and me homeless.

Now we are trying to survive day by day without a place to truly call home. Most of the family we once depended on is gone. The support system we thought we had has disappeared, and we are facing this battle largely on our own.

As a mother, the hardest part isn't what I've lost—it's watching my son go through all of this. Now he doesn't even have the security of a home. Every day I worry about where we'll sleep, how we'll keep moving forward, and how I can give him the safety and stability every child deserves.

I am asking for help to raise enough money to purchase a reliable RV or motorhome that can become a home for us. It wouldn't just be a vehicle—it would be our shelter, our security, and our chance to start rebuilding our lives.

Asking for help is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I've always tried to handle things on my own, but right now I simply can't.

If you can donate, thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you can't, please share our story. A share could reach the person who is able to help us change our lives.

My son and I are holding on to hope, but we need help finding our way back to stable ground.

Thank you for reading our story, for your kindness, your prayers, your support, and for helping us believe that we are not alone.

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