This is a dire straits, desperate times, desperate measures attempt to keep the only thing I have left to offer my little boy...a roof over his head...despite all the hard work, various ventures & time spent trying to stay head above water for all I have been blessed with...or trial and error endeavors to help fill financial gaps and provide; even selling off anything and everything of value we have or had...including beloved items I never thought I'd have to part ways with belonging to my late father, Kenny.

I am simply backed into a corner. I was blindsided by the situation at hand...not saying there are no faults of my own to take accountability for, which I whole-heartedly do...but unfortunately there are many factors out of my control, and my own fault for misplaced trust that have led me to this unbearable request. If there were another way (ones I am not already pursuing or exhausting) I wouldn't be typing this now...

Like everyone on this planet, I have faced challenges, some that I thought I would never understand...or find a way to survive... but I have figured it out time and time again despite not knowing what to do, if I'd even get through it..much less asking for help. Asking for help is not something I really know how to do, hence this novel I'm sitting here writing...its awkward, its uncomfortable & not who I normally am or would like to be.

I know that I am no better, no worse or any more deserving of grace than the next person...I know that we all go through hard times and nothing I can do or say here makes me think I deserve your help or special treatment.

I am just scared, embarrassed, yet humbled and self-aware. I painfully admit that I have no choice but to throw what little pride I have left away just in hopes it might be okay to ask for help.

ANY help, even if it is just an unspoken prayer, or the time someone may take to read this and not pass judgment but wish me the best... or most graciously...donate any amount that one would be comfortable with.

Please know I have every intention on paying this kindness forward or returning the favor however I can. I have no expectations and do not wish to instill guilt or pressure or worry.

I am mainly acting out of fear and faith...motivated SOLELY by my baby boy, Bodhi & I will do whatever it takes to protect and provide for. If I can raise even a fraction of the funds I need in this very short amount of time...I may just get to keep us from losing all we've ever known..or may ever get another chance to have again.

There isn't a point in saying "I am not asking for pity" because even though I truly AM NOT...this is pitiful, and I am not proud of it. I am aware that this will undoubtedly bring shame or worse things to my name and character. It is unwanted attention I never thought I'd find myself begging for....but like I said, I am scared... not of the judgement or accusations or embarrasment, but what may happen if I can't figure this out somehow. I cant stand the thought of not fighting for what I love and what someone who loved us worked so hard to give before they left this earth.

I do wish to not have to explain all the many intimate details.

Just please know it is all for Bodhi, and time is down to the wire. I have 32 days...here is my Hail Mary. Thank you for taking the time to read and hopefully not judge me too harshly -

Sincerely, with ALL my Gratitude,

Bird (& Bodhi)