I've had three strokes. Three. The doctor told me that the next one will probably kill me. That's the reality I'm living with right now, and I'm not going to sugarcoat it.

I'm fighting to finish my house before time runs out. This isn't about me anymore. It's about my daughter. She needs a place to live, a home that's secure and complete, with no problems and no issues weighing on her. I want her to have that stability when I'm gone.

Every day counts now. I need help finishing what I started. The work needs to get done, and I need it done while I still can oversee it, while I can still make sure it's right for her.

I'm asking for your help so I can give my daughter this one thing. A finished home. A place that's hers, without complications or worries.

Please consider donating. Every dollar gets me closer to completing this house and giving my daughter the security she deserves.