URGENT: Help Constance Save a Lifetime of Memories and Possessions

My husband, Ervin, was diagnosed with a rare, terminal, and incurable illness — a very rare form of cancer. Doctors gave him less than three years to live, but through my full-time care, prayer, better nutrition, and eliminating sugar from his diet — even though Ervin would sometimes sneak candies and other foods, and other family members, thinking they were making him happy, would encourage him and bring him sweets, giving him anything he asked for when I wasn’t aware — by the grace of God, his life was still extended seven extraordinary years beyond their expectations.

I was Ervin’s full-time caregiver through it all. He would often remind me, “Please make sure I stay at home with you. I never want to go into a nursing home.” Every time he said those words, the way he looked at me made my heart drop. It was devastating to hear, but I promised him I would never put him in a nursing home, and I honored that promise until his final days in the last few days of 2021.

To fulfill that promise, I had to set aside my other businesses and stop taking care of my medically fragile foster care children in order to give my full attention to Ervin’s needs. It was very difficult and time-consuming, requiring my full-time attention, but I would do it all over again if I had to. I had just taken care of my mother and father as well — I was also their full-time caregiver before they passed. I don’t regret one moment of it, because keeping Ervin home and by my side was the most important commitment of my life.

At the same time, I was fighting a major court battle for many years against predatory lending practices tied to my second mortgage. I was never late on my first mortgage — it was always current. But because of the fraud tied to the second mortgage, I eventually lost that lawsuit in court, and losing it is what directly caused me to lose my home. Carrying the weight of that exhausting legal fight while caring for my very sick husband was more than I could bear. I gave him every ounce of strength in his final years, even as the lawsuit consumed what little I had left. Losing both Ervin and the home we built together has left me in a place I never thought I’d be.

After losing Ervin — and later losing my home — the only pieces of our life together that I have left are stored in two storage units. These are not just things — they are the last living pieces of my husband, my family history, and the life we built together. If they are lost, those memories are gone forever.

Right now, I am one month behind and facing the risk that everything — these precious possessions — could be auctioned off at any moment. To stop this, I must urgently cover the past-due amount and at least three months ahead. Without immediate help, everything will be gone. This is why I am urgently asking for your help today.

Even the smallest gift is like planting a growing seed of hope — $10, $20, $50, or any amount helps me get closer to my goal. A larger gift could have an even greater impact, but truly, every single donation matters and brings me one step closer to saving a lifetime of memories.

When Ervin passed, I was left with the painful reality that he did not have enough life insurance for such a serious illness. That loss taught me a lesson I must share with you: please, make sure you and your loved ones have coverage. As a former licensed life insurance agent, I spent years helping families prepare for the unexpected. If you don’t have insurance, get some now. My own experience is proof of how devastating it can be when you are not fully protected.

On top of everything, my beautiful car that Ervin had picked out for me was stolen on March 7, 2025. I had just finished paying it off — it was fully paid for — and losing it has made rebuilding even harder.

Your support today helps me hold on while I work to get back on my feet. If you’re unable to give, you can still help by sharing my GoFundMe with friends, family, and anyone who might lend a hand. Spreading the word is just as powerful.

Your kindness today means more than words can express. You won’t just be helping me keep my things — you’ll be helping me hold on to the memories of a lifetime. And as I rebuild, my promise is to always give back to those in need, just as you are helping me now.

With deep gratitude,

Constance Fullwood