If you had asked me where I saw myself at age 40, I don't think my response would have ever been “Recently divorced, homeless, and scraping to get by.” 

Yet, here we are.

It has been a rough year, to say the least. I lost a job I loved working with adults with developmental disabilities, ended a marriage, was forced out of the house as soon as the divorce was finalized, and am currently just trying to make ends meet and manage to see my daughter(12 year old and my absolute everything) as much as I can while she is in the care of her dad.

I have been desperately trying to scrape my way out of this hole, but circumstances just seem to put me in deeper. I've been making money via Doordash, and now my car needs to have new brake pads installed. I have fines I'm trying to pay, and also looking for stable housing. I don't have any family locally that I can ask for help, and while my sister generously offered to let me stay with her, Kansas would be too far to be away from my daughter in Michigan.

Sometimes, you just need help, and I'm desperately praying for any. I just need to get out of this hole so I can get myself back into a stable spot in life, at which point I hope I can in turn help others. I've spent most of my adult life providing care for others - now I'm hoping the Universe will provide others who will help care for me.