Keeping His Home

If you don’t know me, my name is Mariah. The fella in the picture with me is my brother Wayne. Our father passed away last year and it has taken time for Wayne to move through mourning. We move slower than most. We had a deal, when our mother died, I stopped my life and moved home to finish raising our little brothers. As our father was worsening in ailments also at the time, Wayne stopped his life and also moved home. Part of our deal was for me to keep our mother’s house and if anything happened to dad, Wayne kept his house. We worked together to help finish raising our little brothers and Wayne stayed to be there for dad. After dad died, life got harder. It’s taken time to move through it. We did what we, as children, are supposed to do for family. He is getting life back together now, working, and taking steps to piece things back together. Unfortunately, it has come a little late and his house has gone into foreclosure. We have until January 18th and are asking for some help. Anything will help.