Life is full of struggles being a single mother. No imagine being a single mother of two and battling with cancer. I first became homeless because a man, my landlord whom I rented a room from drinking buddy, tried to abuse my daughter. Along with the stress of becoming homeless having two kids came feeling sick, nauseous,overwhelm,and felt like giving up. The unending self battle to not lose hope and faith felt unmanageable,as my life spiraled into a deeper hole of depression. Shortly after being admitted into the e.r I got diagnosed with stomach cancer at stage 4. During my stay there, a social worker from paliative care Megg told me about H.R and said she could refer me if I’d like. Megg lead me to the one phone call that would change my life for good. After answering a few simple questions and following a few steps I was placed in a motel. A warm place to rest my head and heal. A place safe place for my kids to sleep and feel safe. I began to feel hopeful and grateful again.I saw I wasn’t alone anymore. We never have to struggle alone. We now live in a 3 bedroom home. My daughter’s grades began to improve. The smile on her face is more visible than before. She has a positive attitude. My son on the other hand has stop being whiney. He speaks what he needs rather than crying for it. He calls this the big house. The blessing of reaching out for help when you need it is full of blessings and does make a difference. Thanks to the coordinators , the staff and counselors of Housing Resources my children now have a place to keep warm at night . A place to feel safe. And a place to call their own.