Boyd and Cathy Brewer

I am in tears as I sit here and write this feeling completely helpless, and unable to give my parents the help that they need. I grew up watching my parents be the most incredible people who were always willing to help no matter what the cost. There was always an open seat at the dinner table for anybody who wandered through the door with a hungry belly or a bed for somebody who was tired and in need of a safe loving place to stay. It was never a question if we had enough food, or if there was room because my mother always made it work. How many times she would go without just so somebody else could have, she wanted everybody to feel loved, and accepted. To this day, my father is my hero and the greatest man in the world. I know he has been my rescuer on many occasions, and I am not the only one. He has always been the go to mechanic and also the go to driver for anybody who needed him. I have lost count of all the people in my life that he has helped whether it be fixing their car, driving them to the city (because let’s face it we all know how crazy that can be and not everybody is built for it) picking people up from the airport or somebody was stranded and he would go to get them, sometimes from not the best situations. I have known my whole life that all I had to do is call my parents and they would be there for me or any of us. The past few years have been very hard on them, about five years ago my mother fell and broke her femur which resulted in surgery and her being in a rehab facility for months. She has spent all the years sense in pain and unable to live a normal, happy, fulfilling life. We have watched her deteriorate from the fun, vibrant, happy, loving woman, that we have known our whole lives to somebody who doesn’t even want to leave her home anymore . Recently she had a hip replacement to hopefully help alleviate some of the pain she has been in and give her back some quality of life. We all prayed this would give her hope and a new lease on life, but now she’s being told she is also going to need to have a knee replacement. My father has been doing his best to take care of her, but as you can imagine, it’s taking a toll on him as well. He is a diabetic, has high blood pressure, COPD, and a huge list of other health issues. Since he is a veteran he has to travel to the VA hospital, which is a ways away from where they live to sees all his doctors. My father has always told me my whole life whenever he was hurt and I was worried that he was “strong as bull” and yes, he is, and always will be to me, but I have to face the fact that he needs help. Any of you who know me and my family know that we are not a family that asks for a hand out or even just help for that matter, we were not raised that way. But in this moment we are at a complete loss. My parents lost their one and only vehicle when it died on them a few weeks ago now they have no way to get to their many doctors appointments or to be able to even go anywhere whether it be the grocery store or somewhere to take my mom to lift her spirits. We have asked within the family if anybody could help donate towards a car for them and sadly, we still do not have enough to get them a safe, reliable car. So please I am here putting my pride aside and asking for help. If anyone can help donate towards a car for them and share this so more people can see it I would be forever grateful. They are amazing people, and anybody who has come across them in their life knows this and knows they would gladly give their shirt off their back for anybody. I wish I had the money to do this on my own and I didn’t have to ask for help but any donation would be appreciated big or small. So please, from the bottom of my heart, help me give to my parents for they have given to so many their whole lives. Thank you all and God Bless