It's a really long story but so much drama involved but here goes: The Back-story: I am an only child and lived with my father all my life. I took care of him all his life. He has been single since I was 7 yrs old and we have been there for each other for EVERYTHING in life. The Past: As I got older I met a man whom my dad I both thought to be 'good people' and we got married, only to find out 1. I was 99.2% infertile and 2. Unbeknownst to me my new husband kept disappearing on weekends and could not figure out why. When I learned why I was already in for a rude awakening. I found out he had a cocaine problem and did not notice the signs. I never touched the stuff nor been around anyone else who did so I was clueless. We had just rented out a house next door to my father so we could still help take care of him and then found myself dealing with paying the bills on my own and working and helping out my dad, since my husband went off to rehab for a few months. When he came back, he seemed better. He even got part time work. I went to work and thought I was coming down with the flu or something, turns out I somehow miraculously beat the odds and found out I was pregnant!! Miracle baby for sure but after the baby was born the stress got to my husband and he thought to get away from any local 'temptations' so we moved over an hour away from my dad to a small town. Then I stayed home with the baby for a while only to see my husband’s dark side. He now has no outlet and started taking his frustrations out on me. THEN once my kid! That was it! I got an order of protection on him then filed for a divorce and stayed in the house for as long as I could on my own before it foreclose. I could only afford an apartment and WITH my dad’s help because no matter how much I fought for it I still to this day have not seen any child support checks. My father (best friend) made sure the kid was taken care of as well as me. Things were starting to look up and I was working full time but dad still had to pay for insurance and for rent to help with my kid to keep us going. Today (summary): Sadly this past May my best father aka best friend aka my everything (next to my son) passed away in his sleep at only 64!! Although I loved him for everything he was, I am not happy that he was a procrastinator. Something I learned early on in life NOT to be like and because of that one downfall I found out that he never changed the will to the way it was supposed to be since my son was born. The will was the original from 23 years ago when I was still a minor. His dad (my 98 yr old chauvinistic grandfather) was still listed as the executor and his brother whom has been jealous of me and my father’s relationship for a long time has persuaded his dad (grandpa) to sell everything and had the audacity to pay MEDICAL bills and anything else he could see fit to spend the money that would have come from the estate so that I didn't get anything! Because it said originally that I would get what’s left after the major bills (house, car, etc) but house still had money owed and car as well and they even sold his personal belongings or gave them to charities without asking me!! I tried to pursue a lawsuit but legally grandpa can do whatever he wants however he wants as the executor to 'handle things' My grandfather really doesn't even have a clue as to what he was doing so he let my jealous uncle in as co-executor and he could care less if my child and I live in the streets or not! I lost my place of living because I could not afford the whole rent on my own and now this super nice lady is letting my son and I live with her for only 6 months until I can hopefully get back on my feet again and hopefully get a new job. I lost a lot of money when I took the time off to be with my father when he was in hospital but sadly I just assumed that after the shock and tragedy of his passing I would have enough to survive for a little on my own without stress. Not the case. Oh yeah, in case you were wondering....my dad did have a life insurance policy but was made when I was a minor so it still had my grandfather’s name on it, not mine! I asked him but he said, "oh no, that's mine. Has my name on it you know." So over the span of 5 years and just this past May, my son and I lost a husband/father, a father/grandfather, our regular place of living, and all our stuff because we could not take it all with us to temporary home nor could I afford a storage unit for it all. I sold some stuff but made enough for my car insurance and regular bills. I feel awful having to ask because I am NOT used to or like asking for help but for my sons sake and my sanity I need to raise at least $10,000.00 That's about what it would cover for a year’s worth of rent so then what little I get from my paychecks would go straight to taking care of my sons needs and regular bills and maybe for a sitter so I can actually finally go back to school for a degree and get a BETTER paying job! :( I am desperate, hence why I am trying this site, and pray that before the 6 months is up here (it's been 3 already) that I can KNOW I will be able to make it on my own with my son and not be homeless! Thank you, even just for listening to my story.