Help Honor a Mother's Final Wish

I am reaching out, to those of you I know and those of you I dont know, asking for your help. Those of you who don't know me may be asking yourself, why should I help a stranger? Here's why. Because though we may not know one another, we do share something in common. You may say, what's that? My answer is love. Love for our family, our parents, siblings, friends. That love is what we share. And,.so I ask you to look at the love you have for your loved ones, and then put yourself in my shoes and feel my pain. The same pain you may have already felt,, or the pain you are sure to one day feel. I ask you to just read what I am about to write, and then ask whether you have found the answer to the question of why should you help me..

My mother died on September 26th from a heart attack. It came without warning. My mother was disabled my whole life, but her disabilities were structural. Nothing that led you to believe she would die. She was 69. My mother had no life insurance. The irony is that she was planning on getting some when she got her disability on the third. The truth is, even though it isn't a lot of money to get life insurance, when you are struggling just to have food each day, that $20 or $30 is a lot. That money is food. That's why she didn't have any; it was a choice between food or insurance and food won out. I think I should also explain that I'm on disability for lupas. So, with us both disabled, we struggled very much. Now, my mother is dead. And, I feel like my heart has been ripped from chest. She was best friend, my comfort through all the struggles, my peace through all of my fears. Now, she's gone. And, now I am alone. It is just my son and I. No one left. My brother died of a heart attack 4 years ago, six weeks later my aunt of a brain aneurysm, then last year my grandfather from a stroke, and now my mother. I have no family to help me bury my mother. And, so I reach out to you all of you in hope, in desperation, but mostly, in faith. I have spent the last two weeks, crying rivers of tears.. My tears aren't solely because my mother is gone, it's also because I have no idea how I am going to come up with the money to cremate my mother. My mother was a good woman. A woman who I was truly blessed to have not just as a mom, but as my friend. And, I will NEVER be able to forgive myself if my mother ends up being buried by the state in their "poor man's graveyard".. I know her spirit, her soul, is in Heaven and that is just the shell of my mother. But, still. Everyone in my family has been cremated. My mother wished to be cremated. And, my mother DESERVES to have her wishes be honored. And, if I can't fulfill her wishes, I will neve get past it. My mother had a hard life and I swore to her that one day, we wouldn't be going without, having to worry every day, having to live in a hotel. My mother died in a hotel, instead of a home. I always thought I'd be able to one day, give her the life she deserved. She died before that happened. Now. I will never be able to give her that life. If I can't give her the burial she wished, then I failed my mother in life and in death. There it is. That's why I'm asking you for help. Look at your mother or your loved one. Now, how would you feel, what would you do, if they died and you couldn't bury them? Would you feel like you were failing them? Would you feel like you can't even show them how much you loved them? How much you miss them? You can't even give them the burial they wished?

Here is what I feel point blank: if I fail to give my mother her cremation, it's like I've lost her twice. Once by her death, then again by my inability to honor her in death. Whether that makes sense to you all or not, doesn't matter. What does matter is whether you can put yourself in my place and feel my pain. How would you feel if someone you loved dearly died, and you couldn't give them their final wish?

Having my mother cremated is the LAST THING I can do for her. The very last thing I will ever get to do for her. I will never have another chance to do anything for my mother. She is dead. This is it. And, without your help, I cannot do it

So, I'm here, you're here, and I'm asking you to help me cremate my mother. To you, she's just a woman in a photo. But, to me, she was eveything. So, please, help me. Help me bury my mother. Help me because you've lost your mother and understand. Help me because one day you will lose your mother and will need understanding yourself. Help me because one day you could be me, crying out for help.

If you are considering helping me, I will give you the information on where the $1500 is needed. I found a funeral home where their cremation is $995. As for the other $500, that will go to covering the cost of an urn and any unforseen expenses that may arise in her cremation. I am not giving her a funeral. As I said before, all my family is dead, except my son. And, at this point, I'm desperate to get the money to cover her cremation. Though I would love to give my mother a funeral and i would love to be able to raise money to cover some of her debts, that isn't my main focus The most important thing to me is me being able to cremate my mother. So, I put the amount I need to be able to do that, and purchase an urn. Nothing more.

Even if you can only donate $5 or $10, I am grateful. That amount of money, even if not much, still brings me closer to being able to pay for the cremation. Therefore, that $5 was a blessing and I thank you. And, I'm touched by you helping me when you reallly can't afford to. But. whether it's $5 or $50, I just want to thank you for looking past your own trials, struggles, concerns, and helping me. In this day and age, we have become a society of me, me, me. Whether it's because we are selfish and self-centered, or because our lives our filled with our own struggles and we are focused on surviving them, the sad truth is that we have stopped caring about others. So, thank you for looking up from the struggles of your own life, and caring enough to help me with mine. And, to those reading this that desired to help but were without the means to, I ask you to help me by praying that God puts peace in my heart that it will work out and that i continue to walk in faith. Your prayers are of just as much value as money. GOD BLESS YOU!