Christopher, my ex-husband and the father of my children, is in the hospital, battling cancer. After a stroke, a seizure, and a coma, he is no longer able to continue working as a mechanic and is struggling to keep up with the cost of basic necessities like the phone bill, car insurance, and the storage unit where his and the children’s belongings are stored after he could no longer work enough to afford housing costs. His car was towed away for being parked for too long in the same place when he was in a coma, and he will need help with paying for getting it released or at least emptied out because it contains some of the kids’ favorite toys.
While fighting for his life, relearning to use his dominant arm after the stroke, and walking again after the coma, his main focus should be on seeing his daughter dance, playing Risk and chess with his son, and making it to the children’s first day of second and seventh grade… not about whether or not he can afford to survive.
