I believe I’d be dead if it weren’t for my 2 dogs. When I
returned home from hospice for the last time, they were there jumping and tails
wagging. But they knew something was different, something was wrong. Julie, my
wife of 18 years, wasn’t with me, I’m sure they though, she left with you and
she always comes back with you. She’s not here and I don’t have the will to
live without her. I needed help.
The dogs were at my side when I needed encouragement and
stability the most. As the days, weeks and months dragged on they continued to
be there for me and with me. With them and other bereavement support groups I
found the strength to keep going.
Both of our dogs were strays/rescue, but soon became part of
our family and our lives. They saved my life once, but now I need rescuing
again.
I never thought I’d be at this point in my life. I’m a 72-year-old
widower diabetic, I had quadruple heart bypass and have colon cancer. This
should be the golden years to enjoy, now I feel I’m going to rust away. After
my wife Julie died, I had a very rough time emotionally. I lost my best friend,
my partner, my soul mate. I still feel the void in my heart and the emptiness in
my life. There is also an emptiness monetarily, half of the monthly income has
stopped but all of the monthly expenses are still there. There was no will and
Julie didn’t have life insurance. The house is in probate and I’m having real
trouble trying to just keep my head above water.
I’ve run out of financial
options, ironically, I can’t even afford to file bankruptcy. I need to ask for help. I’m grateful for whatever help you
can provide. Thank You