Plight of a single mom

Imagine working 12 to 14 hour days 5 days a week, but still making pennys. Working so hard to support two kids in a shady neighborhood. But you get what you pay for and you pay for what you can afford. And good energy and positive perspective leads to promising things. Plus things are looking up!  You have found a great partner to match with little ones of his own and an amazing job that is basically your schooling that leads to the career you will ultimately have once you've payed your dues and accumulated enough days.

   Despite your low income you still manage to get your children into private, schools with the help of loving family, so they dont have to go to inner city schools. It's a constant struggle, but you are happy because you know that you are going to accomplish your goals and in the long run create a better life and evironment for your family.

Now imagine birthdays, and holidays, and the constant struggle to try and give your children that ultimate gift. Yes! They want an Xbox One. Wow, not exactly in your budget.  Somehow you planned well enough to save up for those gifts and it was worth every penny because your child's smiles are worth so much more.
Now imagine your children are visiting their other parent for a weekend. You decide to enjoy life with friends for a day. Then you come home and your front window is shattered, the front door is wide open, all the lights are on, and thank god your pets are still there to greet you. I'm sure you can imagine how violated you would feel. To find out that everything you worked so hard for is just... gone... and you kick your self for not having renter's insurance because that $10 or $20 a month goes a long way, when frankly, lack of foresight took a back door to more food on the table.
This is what happened to me on the evening of March 21, 2015.

I feel blessed because my kids were with their dad. My pets are okay, and I wasn't home. But a large part of my home income was cut out of the equation when my boyfriend's computer was stolen. The absence of that very expensive piece of equipment has jeopardized our livelihood. I am not materialistic (it's just stuff); though when an integral tool that keeps your life a float is taken away, you start to panic. I constantly peer out of my blinds at each passing car. I am not a weak person but I do not feel safe here.

I wish I could be more bothered by the fact that two family airlooms (2 rings passed down, that I intended to pass down to my children) are forever gone and my kids console and games are not there to appease them in their play time, but the random shady individuals creeping in between the houses and uncomfortably close gunshots that ring out, what sounds like blocks away, forces my attention.

I am grateful for all that I have, with my 1st world problem,s and it is not my intent to replace this stuff, but to get my children out of this neighborhood.  I need the means to make sure my children are safe, and unfortunately in my present financial state I cannot make that a reality on my own.
Please help me get out of here. Every little bit counts.