Hello, my name is Sherry. In 2004, my youngest daughter was murdered and my life changed forever. I no longer lived but existed. Personal hygiene, going out to do things, or having a social life was no longer a thing. I work and come home; that’s my life. I’m asking for help to get my bottom dentures. I have my top. My gums hurt so bad I can only eat soft food. I’m hoping without the pain and a nice smile, I’ll feel human again.