Friday night, May 9th, a light went out of our lives as my sweet old soul child, my son Jesse, left us in his sleep. We are heartbroken and still in shock. My 14-year-old son and I are holding each other tight and know that my mom and dad are with him now. I miss you so much.

We are still mourning the loss of my mom (2022) and dad (2018) and struggling to make ends meet.

I have been fighting with the bank over the HELOC loan my parents had on the house. It’s taken 6 months to get them to speak with me about it because I’m not on the loan. Shortcut to today and it’s been in foreclosure and almost sold.

I filed bankruptcy to try and get the bank to let us pay but I’m terrified they won’t agree to work with me.

In the meantime, I have to figure out how to pay for my child’s cremation. I feel so lost and overwhelmed; it’s just too much all at once.

My Jesse would have been 35 next week. This is just so surreal, please wake me from my nightmare and let it be 1990 again.