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My story begins 5 years ago. In August 2000, my dad was diagnoised with brain, lung, liver, and colon cancer. Of course we were devestated. Every day it got a little harder to watch as he slowly, and painfully died. We were afraid to go to town, little alone anywhere else. On May 28, 2001, my dad lost his battle with cancer.
On December 24, 2000, We were served with foreclosure papers on our home. And had to be out by Jan. 1, 2001. I was devestated again. So we moved to a little 2 bedroom apt. It was so bad but we survived. The hardest part was trying to explain to the children that we were broke. But our children understood. They realized that papaw come first, and that medicine was very expensive. So we made do.

On May 28, 2002 we mourned for my dad's death. Little did I know that 3 days later, the first day of summer break, my mom and I would be in a car wreck, in which she would be killed. Now, I had not only lost both my parents in one year, but my children would have to suffer again too. I was severly hurt. My hand was crushed, my forehead was gone, and had to be replaced by steal plates. I was unable to sit up, feed, dress, or do anything for myself. I had 200 stitches in my face, pins in my hand, I was a wreck. My children, and everyone around had to take care of me. My 7 year old daughter went into severe depression, she didnt even cry at her nana's funeral. We barely had money to pay the bills, and buy food because I was unable to work. It took 3 months for me to recover enough to return to work. We were in debt over our head. Doctor bills add up quick, especially when the insurance quits paying anything. The stress of it all finally overcome us, and my husband and I seperated, and divorced. My children felt like they were losing everything. My daughter started having panic attacks, and was latter diagnoised with H-pylori, and mega colin. We then had to spend countless days in and out of the hospitals and doctors. Now we are finally starting to do better. I have remarried, and we are all finally healthy.

I believe that My children have had to suffer enough. And that they deserve a chance to have one of their dream of going to Disneyland come true. I know that I will probably never be able to take them, but that is my wish. I love my children dearly, they are my strength that keeps me going. I would just like the opportunity to show them how much I really love them. Sincerly Roberta Jackson

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