At 8:22am on June 29 2017 my husband, my soul-mate, my heart, Michael Lombardo, suddenly passed away after being in a center for physical rehab for back pain. He was 52. The last month of his life was spent in excruciating pain from Degenerative Disc Disease. He was in three hospitals until the pain was controlled enough where he was transported to this center. He started to make a little progress with walking a few steps and standing for a minute or two before the pain got so bad. All the pain meds they gave him barely worked. He was in pain and he was scared, but he always stayed hopeful it would pass and he would be home soon.He was found unresponsive on Thursday June 29. He never came back to us. This Friday would have been his 53rd birthday. Now instead of enjoying a 4th of July with him and planning his birthday celebration, I'm instead planning his services. It feels unreal.For 35 years he drove a coffee truck in blizzards, in storms, and in blazing heat without one complaint just to take care of his family. First for his mom after his father left when he was just 17, then for me and our two kids - PLUS his mom who always lived with us. He died of an enlarged heart. Thats how big his love for his family was. It just couldn't take the pain and stress anymore. I am now a widow at 49. I now face mortgage payments, bills, and living expenses alone with my two full time student sons - one of which is special needs both emotionally and physically, battling his own auto-immune disease. My home is in great need of repair. Broken fence from the last storm we had, walls broken and fallen off in both bathrooms (tile rotten away and we're left with exposed walls), furniture falling apart, needing new carpet, even our 20+ year old refrigerator is now broken and we had to add a latch just to keep it closed. So many things needed repair but we didnt have the money for.He had no insurance. We have no savings as his business had been slowly dying and my salary isn't enough to sustain our home. We lived paycheck to paycheck praying every day that something major didnt happen to us where we wouldnt have the money. My one valuable possession - my engagement ring - has been sitting in the pawn shop for over a year. We couldnt afford to get it out. I pay the fees to keep it there but thats all I can do. I dread the thought of losing something he gave me out of his love. I need to pay for his cremation and services, and would like to have a memorial celebrating his life in the fall - his favorite time of year and when he always felt more alive. I dont have the funds for this either.I am asking desperately please for help. Anything would help us. The pain of losing him is crippling and I am so scared of the future. I dont want to lose our home. I just want to catch up on past bills and make some needed repairs to our home, get my ring back and help pay for his final arrangements. He was a good man. He loved and took care of everyone. He thought of everyone before himself and never asked for a thing. I want to keep his memory alive by taking care of our boys and his mom the way he wanted. Please help me achieve that. Thank you and God bless you.