I had it all, I really did. I had a great job, a big townhome and three kids who got nearly everything they wanted. Then one day, I had tremendous pain in my side and I went to the hospital. By the time I had arrived, I could barely breathe. The doctors found a tumor that had finally crushed my lungs. It was cancer. I was immediately hospitalized and stayed that way for three months.
I lost everything — my job, my house. My biggest concern was how I was going to feed my children. It was a difficult decision — I never thought I'd be on this side of assistance — but I applied for food stamps. They have been a big help — they put food on the table and that's all I care about.
By some miracle, my cancer has subsided. The doctors are scared it will come back, so I am not yet able to work full time. I've been using the extra time I have to try and start a women's shelter. The rug was pulled out from under me. If that happens to another single mother — I want to make sure they have somewhere to go for help.