Hello, I am the daughter of Chris and Dennis Burman, and for as long as I can remember, my parents have been the type to give more than they could or should without any thanks or repayment expected. They are some of the most selfless, giving, and caring people you'd ever meet, from volunteering at the little league ball fields and high school fundraising to their law office and Rotarian duties.

Just one circumstance in their long history of- but world changing for my family to show the literal Rotarian quote they live by

"service above self" was when we had (double the cost of this wheelchair van ) stolen from us in a remodel of our home while I was pregnant with Kam.

My parents sprung into action without a moments hesitation to save our home. Supporting and cheering us on for two years, selling their bread and butter law office to pay to finish our remodel without rushing us to refinance to repay them- all while watching Kam as Corey left for work in California, and I worked 10 hour days to get by.

My parents are now 73 years old. For the last 5 years, my mom has progressively lost her ability to get around due to compounding ailments. My dad has had to help her in and out of their large SUV going to dialysis 3x a week and now in the the last two years, my mom has become fully wheelchair-bound. Recently she told me all she wants is "to go to a damn grocery store and shop for her own groceries". Sadly, multiple failed fistula surgeries have left her unable to manipulate her own wheelchair, hence my dad being her full-time caretaker, wheelchair pusher, her everything in every moment. As strong as his spirit is, his back is not his friend anymore, and we are constantly trying to find ways to improve what seems like an ever declining situation.

Today, June 22nd, my mom finally received a power wheelchair—which was not even close to being covered by insurance -- and we thought this was the turning point they'd been waiting for. My dad sent me a video of her using it, as I watched, I could see her happiness quickly fade as she realized there was no way my dad would be able to fit or lift the new chair into their suburban. I watched her hopes of being able to cruise across the grass to watch my daughter play t-ball or shop at Costco with me fade within a 20-second video.

The funds raised would be directly used to buy a wheelchair-accessible van to help transport my mom for the rest of her life to dialysis three times per week, multiple medical appointments per week, and, with the hope of hopes, the damn grocery store.

I would have more accurate numbers and timelines if I felt they would allow me to make this GoFundMe, but being the people they are, not once asking nor accepting help from ANYONE no matter the circumstance, I can't be as precise as I'd like.

I am hoping with the vast amount of lives my parents have positively touched—from Marysville Little League, sponsoring and being a foster parent to travel ball softball and baseball friends, pro-bono legal services and advice, Rotarian services and charity work, being the Gdamn cookie man at MPHS (ifykyk) and beyond--we could somehow, some way -raise enough money to put a smile back on my mom's face that has been seldom seen in a long time.

Id like to express my deepest gratitude in advance to anyone donating and/or sharing this go fund me. If this ends up in a happy ending, that van will represent all the lives and hearts that were touched by my parents and a long overdue respite for the Burmans.

Nancianne, Corey, Kamden & Markie Laufasa