I'm John, Sandy's son. I'm trying to raise money for her funeral expenses. She didn't have much at the end. She wasn't perfect, neither was our relationship. It was honest and was filled with moments that mattered. Social security gave her enough to get by, never enough to get ahead even a little. I helped her for years, but as a single father supporting a household on one income in California, I don't have much either. She was a very loving and caring mother that had more mean moments than nice ones at times, and I am grateful to have gotten to know her.