RiseToTheSkies
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- Jan 31, 2023
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I'm having a really hard time with everything in general right now. About two weeks ago, the house that I grew up in and still lived in, that was built by my parents, burned to the ground unexpectedly. I thank the Lord that myself, my young son, and our little kitty are physically ok, other than a little smoke inhalation. But this loss is nothing short of devastating. Everything we owned is now a pile of rubble and ash. Sifting through everything just made it harder, there was nothing that could be saved, other than a safe with important personal documents and about two photo albums with my childhood pictures in them. I'm so glad they weren't destroyed! I've worked as hard as I can since the fire to find a new place that could fit the three of us. Not many places are pet-friendly and that's been the hard part. My boy lost his home and everything else, I won't make him give up his little cat, too. Thankfully, I secured a little two-bedroom apartment for now. I just got the keys on Wednesday. My son loves it, the cat does not, but I'm sure he'll settle in, too. I'm also stating a new job search, since I lost my job in the midst of everything. I couldn't worm with no one to watch my child and right after my life had burnt down around me and my boss couldn't understand that. In the meantime, I've applied for Medicaid and SNAP, so that I at least have insurance and food for my son. Everything's been turned in on my end and I was told I should get my benefits in about two weeks (or less). But I do still need to ask for prayers. Though we were blessed to get these benefits and find an apartment, it's still proving to be a struggle. Living paycheck to paycheck before now means that I currently have no way to furnish this new apartment, or even get necessities or food (at least until SNAP deposits.) I've visited the local food bank twice and left empty handed both times. As far as basic furnishings go, well, they aren't. We're making do with two fleece blankets and a pillow on the floor. Not comfortable or glamorous, but it's all we have and we make do. I'm still trying to do the very best I can for my son. To make this less scary and hard for him, but I'm struggling so much when I'm alone. If anyone here can say a prayer for the two of us, we'd be very grateful!