I’m in need of support right now. On Saturday, August 8, 2026, I left for work. I returned home from work on Sunday morning, August 9, 2026, to see my husband and my son lay my dad onto the floor so I could begin CPR until the fire department or paramedics arrived to take over. The fire department checked for a pulse and couldn’t find one, so they laid a white sheet over him. My grandmother had two policies on my dad, but only one could be used, and now I’m left to pay the balance for his remains. I can’t sleep knowing I don’t have the rest of the funds
