On August 2nd my parents home (my childhood home) burned down. This is exactly 30 years after their previous home caught on fire taking the lives of my brothers Jaime and TJ (ages 3 and

5). I can not even begin to imagine the heartbreak of losing your home twice. Thankfully no lives were lost. My parents and our pets are safe and have a hotel for the next two weeks.

I am posting this to ask for any help you can provide. Everything I do is for my parents. I am so thankful to be here and even more thankful to be their daughter. The reason why I push myself so hard and why I always strive for more is because I want to give my parents the world - because they deserve it. I always saw myself coming home one day and saying, "guess what! you don't have to work anymore! And those cars in the driveway are yours! Oh and that plane passing over us is your private jet that going to take you the Jamaican villa I just got you." But until that day comes I am asking for help, no matter how big or small.

Thank you so much.