Destinee's Story of Support ~ Emergent Women and Children's Fund
Name has been changes to protect the individual's privacy
I’ll never forget the day the power was shut off. My two-year-old son and I sat in the dark, and all I could think was, How did it come to this? I had no money left to pay the bill, and rent was due in just a few days. Then the eviction notice came. I felt completely helpless. I tried to stay strong for my son, but the fear of losing our home was overwhelming. It felt like everything was slipping away—our safety, our routine, our stability.
That’s when my support worker told me about the Emergent Women and Children’s Fund. I applied, not knowing what would happen, but it gave me a glimmer of hope. When I found out I had been approved for $2,000 to help cover my rent and utilities, I cried. Real, gut-deep relief. This support changed everything.
I was able to turn the power back on, pay our rent, and most importantly, breathe again. I didn’t have to choose between keeping a roof over our heads and feeding my child.
This funding didn’t just keep us housed—it gave me something I hadn’t felt in a long time: confidence. I feel safer. More secure. I can focus on caring for my son instead of constantly worrying about survival. It reminded me that I’m not alone, and that better days are possible. I don’t know where we’d be without this support. All I know is now, when my son wakes up, he wakes up warm, in his own bed, with a mom who believes we’ll be okay.
“I can get my baby back,” she said through tears. “That’s the big thing.” This was not just about shelter. It was about rebuilding a life. About hope, and the chance to create a safe, loving home. “I was on the verge of a downward spiral,” Sarah admitted. “This just changed everything for me. I’m so thankful.” The Emergent Women and Children’s Fund did more than keep a roof over her head. It gave her the power to stay, to grow, and to reclaim her future.
I was able to turn the power back on, pay our rent, and most importantly, breathe again. I didn’t have to choose between keeping a roof over our heads and feeding my child.
This funding didn’t just keep us housed—it gave me something I hadn’t felt in a long time: confidence. I feel safer. More secure. I can focus on caring for my son instead of constantly worrying about survival. It reminded me that I’m not alone, and that better days are possible. I don’t know where we’d be without this support. All I know is now, when my son wakes up, he wakes up warm, in his own bed, with a mom who believes we’ll be okay.