I hate that I have to make a fundraiser, and never in a million years did I think I would make one. This is my last resort—I don’t know what else to do. I am a mommy looking to lay my baby to rest. Even those words are hard to say again. My baby boy passed away January 19th, two days before my birthday. I do not have a place to go and I’m still going through healing mentally and physically, so working is impossible for me at this moment. The hospital gave me 30 days total to get my baby out of that hospital and tomorrow will make two weeks since my sweet, sweet baby boy left me, so I have two weeks left.
As hard and fresh as it was, I started searching a couple days later for organizations that might be able to help pay for the services. I applied to so many as soon as I could, literally begging, but only two got back to me only to deny me. The first one denied me for no reason they could explain to me, and the other requires babies to be deceased and have no heartbeat directly from the womb. I have never been through so much in a short amount of time in my life, and I’m all alone. For the first time, I truly am desperate and in so much need. I want to bring my angel home so bad and I’ll do anything for him, including humble myself and ask for assistance through any means necessary.
I’m trying so hard not to give up on everything but my heart is broken and I feel myself die inside more and more daily. If you read this far, please please please don’t leave me. Even though we are strangers and you might feel hesitant, please think about helping me out with just a few dollars towards my baby’s funeral. Anything can help and if you can’t donate or are hesitant, please pray for me in Jesus’ name! Thank you for tuning in to my story this far, and thank you so much for doing anything you can help!
