Hope Not Heartache


In late 2015, I worked in a hospital in Racine, Wisconsin. During my stay there I met an ER Tech named Trudy Moore. She was a super sweet woman who was very hard working. The more I got to know Trudy, the more I liked her. We soon became friends. As our friendship developed I soon learned about the tragedies that were unfolding in her life on a daily basis.

You see, Trudy is a single mom of 4 who doesn't receive any support from the children's father. Her oldest is Alonzo, he is 20 and can't work because he has Aspergers. Mario is 17, he works at Georgie Porgie part time. Reyna is 13, and Maria is 12. Trudy works tirelessly to care for these children. On top of struggling to make ends meet and being a single mom, her life is made even harder because her daughter Reyna has a rare form of cancer called Ewing sarcoma. Trudy frequently has to take time off from work to take her daughter for treatment. Through it all, she stayed strong and did what she had to do to keep her family going. And that's all I knew about her struggles. I had taken for granted that she was doing okay. I hadn't talked to her in about 2 years.


I was spending some free time the other day looking through Facebook and came across a post that Trudy put up. It wasn't good news.

Long story short, I come to find out that Trudy isnt doing well at all and hasn't worked since October. She's emotionally broken. She's been told that they've done all they can for treatments for Reyna, who is now disabled. Trudy doesn't have the mental strength to push forward. She is afraid and ashamed. The doctors put her on antidepressants, but they don't help. She's watching her daughter lose her battle to cancer, while watching the bills pile up. She told me that doesn't have bread or milk in the fridge. She is on the edge of being homeless. She only receives $500 a month in the assistance. She's not sure how she's going to continue providing for her children. She doesn't have anyone to turn to.

And to add insult to injury, the post that I saw of her on Facebook was about some piece of shit who broke into her car after she went to withdrawl the last of her money from the bank for Christmas presents for the kids. They also stole her purse, her daughter's cancer passport, and destroyed her car.

Here is the link of the post:


I couldn't sit around and watch what was happening to this wonderful woman and her beautiful children and not do anything.

Money is tight for many of us. Many of us have problems. Some of us are suffering right now. Many of us know people who are in need. But if you are in a position that is better than Trudy's, I beg of you to help her and her family try to salvage some kind of Peace this holiday season. Let her children forget about how bad everything is. This is the season for giving, and some of us need it more than others.

I've decided to ask for help for Trudy because she is too ashamed to do it herself. She has nothing to be ashamed of. That's what friends do for one another. We all need someone to pick us up when we fall. Please help me pick up Trudy and her children. Every dollar counts, but more than that, your contribution lets her know that there are good people out there who care and that she's going to get through this and she is not alone.

I thank you for doing the right thing this holiday season for a complete stranger.

Much love to you all! And Merry Christmas!


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Organizer and beneficiary

Justin L. Bennett 
Harwich, MA
Trudy Moore 
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