As a young child, I grew up in a poverty stricken neighborhood in a tiny little house infested with rodents. I was so fearful of them I could never sleep at night. I vowed to never live this way when I became an adult. After becoming an adult most of my goals were put on hold. Because of a bad marriage, I was forced to raise three small children all alone. If that was not enough, three of my dearest family members were murdered in my home. We were placed in the witness protection program and sent to another state to live. After several years we returned home to live in my sister's basement. My life finally seemed to be turning around when I met my second husband. He allowed me and my children to come and live with him in his nice home. I even got a job with The United States Postal Service as a mail carrier.

For the first time in my life, I had a good paying job with benefits, and became independent. Once again my marriage started to deteriorate and I ended up separating from my husband. Since I was working at the USPS I was able to buy my own home. Now at the age of 47 I was able achieve one of my lifelong goals of home ownership. After years of working as a mail carrier, it began to take a toll on my physical health. I suffered from three bulging discs in my neck after several slip and falls, I was bitten by a dog, I have carpal tunnel in both hands, and a pinched nerve in my lower back that travels down my left leg all the way down to my foot. Even through all this pain and suffering, I continually worked overtime to maintain my mortgage payment. I had no quality of life because the medications I was prescribed were too strong for me to take while working. 

Sunday was the only day I had off which I couldn't enjoy because I was taking my pain meds which caused me to sleep throughout the entire day. My doctor insisted that I was no longer able to perform my job, but refused that my injuries were job related. For that reason I was denied workmen's compensation and was forced to resign. With no college education or current job skills, I was forced to take a low paying job that enabled me to stay off my feet but couldn't meet the demands of my bills. Now I'm about to lose the home I've worked so hard for. My mortgage is behind four months and the mortagage company is threatening foreclosure. I am in desperate need of assistance to be able to keep my home and have a place to stay. I would appreciate any support, anything you can do to help my situation.