So little means so much.

Nothing. That is what will be left, if things cannot be done. Through the work of an unkind world, the person closest to me, my deepest soul connection, is at risk of losing her home.

  All of this came as a complete surprise, through dark deeds done behind all of our backs. All avenues have been pursued, yet in spite of all efforts, there have been countless delays, excuses, and simply no favorable answers given from those who supposedly are there to help. Can you believe such a relatively small amount of money can lead to the loss of something much greater? A lifetime of memories, a safe haven, with nowhere
else to go.


   If aliens surrounded the planet, and demanded the greatest example of a human being, or all would be destroyed, I'd nominate her without a microsecond's hesitation.  We are soul friends, and trust each other implicitly.   We've helped each other in many ways for a long time.   All of us know how life can be unfair, and that's been the problem. Too many bad luck moments in our respective lives have led to one crisis or another, and we're both tiring from the onslaught.

Currently, she is the sole caretaker of her mother, who is still suffering from injuries from two years ago, making income dangerously low.  And . . .


Where's this kind soul going to go?  She was taken in, brought back to health, and has been happy ever since.  Shall we end this, too?

  Time is of the essence, as her life is on the verge of collapse. Our gratitude would be immeasurable and inexpressible in any common form, so please, even the least of help would lead to the greatest of relief. She once saved my life. Now, it is my chance to save hers.