My little family and I came here about a year or so ago. We thought life would be easier here. Since arriving we have been thrown some of the hardest hurdles to jump over. Struggle after struggle. Its brought us to our knees. We came in a camper, traveling and have lost so much more than gained. We keep fighting and trying to rise above. Our home is falling apart. Its not going to hold much longer. We try everyday to co.e up with another idea to male it another week. Our neice and nephew in Twnnessee need a ho.e right now caught up in the legal system and I can't bring them here until we gain a bit more stability. It wouldn't be fair or right. I do my best with my cats babies and my boyfriend. I just want my outside to match my effort and my heart. Life isn't suppose to be so hard. There's no way. I just don't believe it. I can hardly even cook anymore in my home. It breaks my heart. Its just falling apart, and cooking is a passion of mine. Any help would be so greatly appreciated. I've never been good at asking g for help, but I have no other choice now. Thank you for listening to my little story.