A few weeks ago, my husband — the heart of our family — was taken from us in a tragic accident. His sudden passing has left us shattered, and my two daughters lost not only their father, but their greatest supporter, protector, and hero. He was their rock — the one who lifted them up, cheered them on, and loved them with his whole heart.

I’ve been a stay-at-home mom, and now I find myself facing this new, unexpected reality alone with our two girls — one just 15 years old and the other only a year old. We’re doing our best to hold onto each other and take things one day at a time.

We’re currently preparing to move into our camper temporarily while I search for work and affordable housing. Unfortunately, the camper needs repairs to be livable, and our car is also having mechanical issues — making an already overwhelming situation even harder.

I’ve tried to stay strong and manage everything on my own, but the weight of it all has become too heavy. Asking for help isn’t easy, but right now, we truly need it.

If you’re able to support us in any way — whether through a donation or by sharing our story — it would mean more than I can ever express. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking the time to read this, and for any kindness you can offer during this incredibly difficult time.