Hi i’m Jessica. I am a mother of eight, and for the past few years, I have been fighting through end stage liver failure and the many challenges that have come with it. My health has continued to decline, and there have been so many hospital stays, including time in the ICU, that it has become a part of our lives I never wanted for my family. I’ve currently been on bed rest for over a week now. I recently came home from another hospital stay, but I am still very weak, exhausted, and in a great deal of pain. I am trying my best to regain my strength, but right now, things that once felt simple especially preparing meals and caring for my family can feel almost impossible. Being a mother of eight means I am used to putting my children first and finding a way to keep going, even when I am struggling. But right now, I simply don't have the strength I once had. It hurts my heart to know that I can't always do for my children the way I want to. Our family could truly use help with meals during this difficult time. Having a meal brought to us, help with groceries, or even a meal delivered would take an enormous weight off my shoulders. It would give me one less thing to worry about while I focus on getting stronger and being there for my children. I don't ask for help easily. I am asking now because I know I can't do this part alone. Any help, no matter how small, would mean so much to me and to my children. A meal may seem like a simple gesture, but for our family right now, it would be an incredible act of love and kindness. Thank you for caring about our family, for keeping us in your thoughts, and for helping us through a season that has been incredibly difficult. We are deeply grateful for every prayer, every meal, every kind word, and every helping hand. ❤️ Thank you from the bottom of my heart🥹
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