Hello everyone. I am Curtis, and I am the second of the late Curtis Herring’s children. It literally kicked everyone in the face receiving the news of his passing a couple of weeks ago. Death is never easy, and you definitely don’t expect things that can and most certainly will make it worse during the process. I just got this idea, and I could kick myself for the timing. We couldn’t have possibly planned for any other blows on top of the inevitables, and as the numbers came in as far as how much each of us is hurting financially already, and what these extra blows meant for each of us, it’s honestly stressful and a bit terrifying. As we wait for the final cost of the funeral proceedings, after already hearing totals range from [phone redacted] as far as unexpected individual loss, I knew I had zero choice but to humble myself a bit more and make this. Not a single fiber of my being wants to admit to you all that, collectively, we technically don’t have a way out of all this on our own. I know how much people appreciate openness and honesty, especially in these situations. I will respect my loved ones’ privacy and tell my short nightmare, as it is a good barometer for how bad this has gotten overall (a good 10 people or so were hit harder than I was). I went from being able to literally forget about the 160 I spent on travel, to lamenting about that number nearly TRIPLING itself a day later due to travel issues. I wish I could say the loss of about 275 was the issue that led me here… but that loss of money came in the form of a credit card, which was brand new, and essentially the main weapon in my plans to ensure that I have everything in place to guarantee a smooth transition to moving on from this lease to the next with zero issues and even less assistance needed. That credit card was going to have me leaving here with a credit score that could earn me a small country with zero money down… and now it’s very possible that this same card could easily do the exact opposite for me. Most of my renewed sense of purpose and drive in life… was born from being able to get approved for credit for the very first time in my life. I shared these intimate details mainly because there are too many involved in this who I’m sure have way worse to worry about. I’m sorry that this is so long, and even more so that it still doesn’t really paint the picture of just how much we need caring, compassionate hearts in our corner. There are at least 5 or 6 others worrying about how they are going to help pay for our dad, and somehow reinstate life plans on top of that. Of course, I had a plan to help with these expenses on the family… along with my plans that were already in place. To quickly shift to the reality of not really being able to do EITHER?… definitely killing me inside. I would love, more than anything, for us to be able to tell the world how the little by little kindness coming our way, added up, and literally managed to turn the lives around for a family who saw no way out beforehand.
In advance, I thank you and I love you.
