To Honor my Mother

This is a difficult thing to have to do, but there comes a time in everyone’s life when they need to ask for help.

Today, my mother, Doris Pyeatt, was placed in hospice care. Next month she would’ve turned 91 years old. A funny, smart, determined woman is dying. She has been given but a few more days on this earth. The problem is that while she is living her final days in North Carolina, she asked to be buried in Oklahoma beside my dad and brother. I need money to get her there – money that I don’t have. Unfortunately, her insurance will not begin to cover all the funeral expenses.

Can you please help? Every little bit is appreciated. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.