Hello my name is Faith and I simply wanted to share my story, I don't know if my voice will be ever heard but I wanted it to be at least out there.
Throughout my whole life,my father was my hero, he will do everything to provide and help us without ever asking for anything in return. He was always a hard working spirit, always telling me stories of his military days and how he was working by the sea.
I remember we used to have a home, a worn out, old house yet still our home. Tho it did not lasted long, I was far too young back then to understand, I couldn't believe it when they told me about it either.
My father's siblings convinced him to give away his own house and the rights to them with little to no payment by promising him they will take good care of it like his mother wanted to.
His older siblings who he at the moment trusted ended up simply taking it away from him with no hesitation, threaten me, who back then was just a small child and my mother forcing us out of our home in fear of something happens.
Even tho he made a mistake father was still there, he helped however he could, getting a bit frustrated with how many houses we changed was part of it, through the hardships father once went back to his siblings, in hopes that he will redeem what he once lost.
He left on his own, leaving me and mother behind, i was just getting into High school back then, i remember i cried seeing him go, but he will always visit and i could see how his family was draining him out of his soul.
Him leaving didn't last long, he soon came back after seeing how his so called loving siblings treated him now that they got what they wanted from him, sure things were awkward but i forgiven him, mother did as well, even if she doesnt want to admit it.
We got by, managed to survive with the minimum as we always did, money problems never occur to me back then, until recently .Although we found a small house we have on rent ,we live in a nice quiet neighbor now, that doesn't mean everything is ok, things only get worse and worse by the years, being unable to pay the rents needed, being unable to get what's necessary to sustain us, being unable to afford ever getting sick.although we found a small house we have on rent. We live in a nice quiet neighbor now.
Just a few years ago my father got extremely ill, he had survive so many things but excessive smocking was his undoing ,leaving him crippled on the bed, we almost through he was lost as he was coming in and out of comas in the hospital and even tho his muscles were deteriorating, I still have hope he will at least feel at more ease.
And while that isn't enough ,just a few months ago my mothers vision began getting blurry ,she can barely see in front of her as of lately as it worsen so we had to gather money so she will get surgery.
Of course tho nothing goes your way now does it? I know mother is strong, i can be there for her and the surgery was successful.
What I ask of you is to help us, if something were to happen to my father neither me or my mother will be able to take it, he doesn't deserve this, my father is a good man.
Please, I don't want to lose him.
It feels like I'm seeing a corpse instead of him.
Please, help us.