A year and a half ago my youngest son passed away at the age of 24. Then I started to lose my vision and needed surgery in both eyes, which I couldn’t afford. Only to find out I need surgery again in both eyes. Lastly, the house I’m staying in while recovering, the tenant just found out the owners sold the house and have to vacate by the middle of May. I can’t go back to work because my vision will not allow me to drive. I have no money to move. Bills piling up.. I understand God only gives you what you can handle, and I also know there are people worse off than me. But I miss my son. I feel like I’m drowning.,