"If you know me, you know I’m usually the one giving a hand, volunteering, or helping wherever I can. Today, I find myself on the other side—and it’s not easy to ask. But I truly need help right now.

Whatever you’re able to give—$5, $10, $20, or more—would mean the world and make a real difference. No amount is too small, because together, it all adds up. Or simply sharing this fundraiser—would make a huge difference for me and my son as I focus on recovery and getting back on my feet.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for lifting me up the way I’ve always tried to lift others."

Life has taken an unexpected turn for me and my son.

I’ve been without steady work since November 2024. What I thought was just a bad cough turned into something far more serious. In February 2025, I ended up in the ER struggling to breathe—only to be diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure. The news left me in shock.

During those months, I pushed through by running Uber Eats and Instacart to try and keep us afloat, but it’s been an uphill battle. As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours—and right now, the storm has hit hard.

While recovering, just 5 days after leaving the hospital, my car was repossessed. That car was my only way to earn through Uber Eats and Instacart, and without it, I lost the little income I was scraping together.

Since then, I’ve been doing everything I can—standing in food pantry lines, exhausting assistance programs, draining my small retirement, and spending the last $2,000 of my emergency savings just to cover rent and groceries. Bill collectors don’t understand, but the truth is: I’m fighting every single day just to keep the lights on and a roof over our heads.

💡 I’ve been blessed to find a work-from-home job that will start in September. This will allow me to work without putting so much strain on my heart. But until that paycheck comes (late September or early October), I’m facing a critical gap. Right now, I urgently need help to:

Pay my electric bill, which is at disconnection notice for Friday, August 29th

Cover the remaining August rent and September rent

My son just turned 16 this month. Instead of enjoying his birthday, he used his small savings and birthday money to help me pay part of the rent. As a mother, that broke my heart. He’s even going without new school clothes, humbly wearing last year’s things—even those with holes—without a single complaint. His selflessness pushes me to keep fighting, but I want to show him that asking for help is not weakness—it’s community, it’s love, it’s survival.

🙏 I don’t like asking for help, but I truly need it. To work from home and keep this new job, we need electricity and shelter. If you are able to give—$5, $10, $20, or more—it will directly keep us safe until I can stand on my own feet again.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, for understanding, and for anything you can do to help me and my son through this storm.

✨ Thank you, thank you, thank you! ✨