Merry Christmas,
As this Holiday rolls into full swing, I got my foreclosure notices this weekend.
I have 45 Days
45 Days to pack my belongings
45 Days to explain to my grandson why he has no home, I got sick, I am sorry. He is worried about putting out cookies (he is 5)
I was worried there was no place to put the cookies.
We have this holiday left here though, 45 days.
The house is up for sale, it has been for some time, but no one has come, and no on has made an offer. It it too expensive and too far away from mass transit these days to be a place anyone really wants.
We moved here 10 years ago, lost the original house to Isabel, and went in debt building the replacement.
I got sick, and lost my job, he lost his one month later to the economy. Now the debt we incurred to build the place is a stone that will drown us.
Now we have no where to go, and no one to turn to. His mother is fighting cancer, my mother died.
Merry Christmas....
Please don't lecture me about calling the bank, or tell me why I should not have gotten in debt. I have done everything I was supposed to do, tried to do and was recommended. Wells Fargo, Does not care. Obama has not delivered jobs, and even though I worked very hard on Democratic Campaigns from the time I was 14 years old, and sat for 20 years in the polls for the Democratic Party, as judge and poll worker, no one has offered anything but negative judgment as to having the debt. Not one job offer, not one loan modification, nada.