What else am I to do...

Okay okay I’ll admit it already!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There’s a story I’d like to share. In 29 Palms CA I had a cat named Shadow. We got her from my sister when she was a baby. One day we noticed she was pregnant. Well after being a good future mom she gave birth to 5 beautiful kittens. Shadow was petite even during her pregnancy.

She was such a loving momma that she often chose not to eat in order to keep her babies bellies full. It was to point that I had to pay for an ER surgery. The Vet told me that I needed to be sure she ate or the next time she could die. My ex-husband was deployed at the time. So I had to endure the pain of watching her starve herself at the time Crys and Mikey would keep the babies occupied. Lol. They were just babies themselves. Anyway, Shadow started to eat better. Within a week she back to her old ways. This time there was no saving this momma. We had no choice but to take her in so that they can put her to sleep. She sacrificed her health for the health of her “children”; that was the worse, yet most loving thing a mom could ever do for her children.

Now back to us. We’re broke. I can’t hardly drive anywhere because all we have 9 dollars. There is only 37 miles left on the truck that I need to conserve till Tuesday. I have clothes to wash but can’t. In case I need to buy more bread or milk. I’ve been broke before, but now I have kids. I feel horrible that I can’t supply for my children. I don’t like it, actually I hate it! I HATE IT!!!

I have had to resort to what Shadow had to do for her babies. I have forced myself to not be hungry so that I can ration the food. My kids are by no means going hungry because I will not allow that. I’m not sleeping well. I’m constantly an emotional wreck. I have put my best foot forward and have been working so hard to get enrollments so that I can have a check on Tuesday. I have even felt like pleading at times but have controlled that feeling. I’ve even wanted to say, “I don’t care if you cancel at 3 months, just please, please, help me. I don’t know what to do anymore”. Yes that is what I am very close to doing. I’ve even gone to old customers and have asked for referrals. So I’m pleading here. Someone please help. Please help me. Please help our family. We need the money…

The site you can look at is www.melaleuca.com

I promise it will benefit you too. If you can help please email me at eliaguilarwith3@yahoo.com

This is sad for me because we’re a military family and we’re not finding ends meet. I keep saying to myself just 3 more weeks Lisa, just 3 more weeks. We’ll be okay. Last week was 4 now it’s 3. The time is getting shorter and I know this. It’s just that 3 weeks seems more like 3 years right now.

I am so sorry…