This is one of the hardest and most humbling things I’ve ever had to do, and I am truly sorry to be in the position.

Four years ago, after my husband passed away, I moved back to Michigan with my daughter and her family in hopes of starting over and finding stability together. I used everything I had saved to buy a modest home, believing I could manage the payments on a limited income.

What I did not know was that my property taxes would increase significantly after the first year. I was properly notified until much later, and when the increase took effect, it added hundreds of dollars a month to my housing costs. My son in law is not working at this time due to an early back surgery he needed. He had 3 fusions done on his lower spine and isn't back to work yet. He isn't collecting any kind of income. I have done everything I can to keep up, cutting back wherever possible, but it has become more than I can manage.

I have tried to find solutions, including applying for a load modification. While I did receive a small reduction, it was not enough. I am not facing the very real possibility of losing my home and I am terrified.

I have always bee the kind of person who helps others whenever I can. If I had the means right now, I would be helping someone else instead of asking. It is incredibly difficult for me to admit that I need help.

I have always been independent and faithful, trusting God to guide me through life’s challenges. I continue to pray and hold onto that faith, but I’ve learned that sometimes we must also lean on the kindness and generosity of others.

I am asking for help to cover essential housing costs that would prevent foreclosure. Any amount, no matter how small, would mean everything to me and my family.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading this, for your compassion, and for any help you can give.

May God bless you. ❤️