I also remember, very well, what it was like to have to choose between gasoline and food. Or paying a bill, and getting groceries. And it was like that again, recently, thanks to the stunts pulled by a band of wretched horrible people back at my husband's old job. We got a frightening taste of dread at almost losing everything we owned, including our house.

I understand how it all makes one feel.

I only wish I could gather you all together and cook a wonderful lavish meal, and send you home with enough money so you'd never have to worry again! The people I've met here are some of the best and bravest, anywhere.

What I wouldn't give to ease your troubles for good...to hug you and remind you, you're welcome any time!...and to let everyone know, there is hope, and there can be positive change, there definitely CAN be.