Okay guys, my dad was once a hard working man at Central Texas College in Killeen. He worked on computers and helped out with house calls when ever people needed it for free. He raised me as his own daughter and has loved us for a long time.
In Febuary 2010 my dad got sick. Very sick. He contracted Sepsis and C-Def and was in the hospital for 6 months, where he lost the use of his kidneys, had a major heart attack. and even though he did, he had no damage to his heart. They said he would never walk again that if he even lived he would be nothing but a vegetable. Well he goes for 3 mile walks almost daily now.
This is my mom and dad his first Christmas home. to ” enjoy the last days with his family” but he pulled through.
We are a very poor family. We struggle to keep the lights on at times. So when we were told he’d need a kidney transplant we all cried, knowing we could never afford it.
That is were you, Tumblr users, come in. I know you can help a fellow homestuck in her goal to save her dad.
I recently had the chance to take pics of this amazing family and I thought, while shooting, that I could do something a bit different so I decided to use an idea I’ve seen before and see how it would work…
The image came out really powerful and I’m loving it…
But I can’t always draw for you, nor can I always draw for ALL of you.
So, whether or not I draw for you does not reflect on how much I like you. Don’t think that because I don’t draw you something means I don’t consider you a friend, don’t think that I like you less than that person who got a picture a few days ago.
Just felt that I should say this.
This goes for family members as well but they aren’t on tumblr so
it also doesn’t help that both my friends and family are indecisive as hell most of the time.
Drag Dad is an independent documentary project about a six year old boy named Jeremiah and his father, the drag queen superstar, Tyra Sanchez.
This documentary will help shed light on gay parenting and break prejudices against LGBT families! But it will not be possible without your help. Please offer you support by sharing this link, reblogging, and donating here
That sounds adorable, UGH signal boost - 15 days and still 13000!
“First Pals: What makes Dad so cool? He’s the swim coach, tent maker, best friend, bike fixer and hug giver—all rolled into one. Or two.” The text at the bottom reads: “Real-life dads, Todd Koch and Cooper Smith with their children Claire and Mason.”
We are being evicted. Jobs are hard to come by in our county, and we have less then a month to vacate our home, and we have no where to go. Family is not helping us at all - unless you count wishing us luck ‘help’.
The only income we have is $300 in cash aide, enough food stamps to keep us from starving, and my $2 an hour job.
We have some apartment prospects, but about 99.9% of them are not working out. I’m trying to raise a bit of money to at least get us into a hotel for a while, or at least into a camp ground (though around here I think the hotel would be cheaper, but I digress).
I’m asking for help, and here’s how you can help:
ADS: I have 3 places I have ads, if you could be so wonderful as to just go to the page, and click on an ad, just once (google tracks IP’s and I could get in trouble if the same person clicks too many times) that would be awesome. It takes less then a minute and it would help me out. You can also help by reblogging this post. Clicking the ads is the easiest way for you to help. Each click gives me $0.73, so if you click each ad once, you’ve just ‘donated’ $2.19 in under a minute, and without actually spending money.
STORES: I have 2 places where I am selling things. Some items are homemade, while others are just stuff in brand new - almost brand new condition that I have to get rid of because we just don’t have space and we’re getting rid of all kinds of things. Stores will be updated with pictures and more items as we pack and I find things in fantastic condition.
DONATIONS: I have 2 places where you can make donations - sort of. 1 of them is paypal, you can find the link on my home page or down below, the other, is for people who don’t like sending money, because I mean, some people just aren’t the trusting type and would rather not, which I totally get, so I have an amazon wishlist set up for my cats.
The reason that I have the wishlist for the pets is because 2 of my cats are on special diets, and their food is $20 each a month - which wouldn’t be a problem if we had normal jobs. Annalise because she’s a Maine Coon and they are prone to gastrointestinal problems, and Peter because he’s stressed/depressed and I believe a change in food will help improve him (along with the feliway and the destress treats on the list). But, if you guys do want to buy Annalise food from the wishlist, it’d be so much cheaper to make a donation via PayPal. Her food (the Purina EN) is about $27 at Amazon, but it has a $16 S+H fee, while I can get the same bag from the vet for $25 ($3 cheaper and we bypass the $16 S+H).
My ask box is open to any and all that have questions. I would also like to add you are in no way obligated/expected to do any of this is you don’t want to - so please don’t send me mail telling me to get a job (what a novel idea! Why didn’t I think of that?) and/or stop ‘begging’ (instead of being a douche, why don’t you be a wonderful person and take the time you would have wasted sending hate, and clicking an ad?).
You might be wondering about the above picture. You might recognize DC’s third Doctor Mid-Nite, Pieter Anton Cross but not the lady in blue. There’s a bit of a long story regarding how this pic came about. To cut to the chase, skip to the very last paragraph.
I’ll start with a quick chat about myself. I’m a hijab wearing British Asian Muslima based in London who just happens to be a huge comics book fan, specifically DC titles. I also happen to be a student nurse with profound hearing loss. Currently, I’m on a study hiatus due to personal circumstances beyond my control. However, I do volunteer some of my time with paediatric patients.
Alberta Martin, 92, of Mount Airy, a groundbreaking African American nurse and World War II veteran, died of heart failure Tuesday, Jan. 24, at her nephew Albert Martin’s home in Collegeville.
Miss Martin grew up with eight siblings in South Carolina and North Philadelphia. She graduated from William Penn High School in 1936 and graduated from Mercy-Douglass Hospital School of Nursing in Philadelphia in 1942.
She then tried to enlist in the Army Nurse Corps. In autobiographical notes, she wrote that her application was denied because there was a quota for black nurses. In March 1945, she finally received a commission as a lieutenant and was one of 20 black nurses to serve in an integrated unit in Fort Meade, Md.