My name is Sharon Yemima. It is with great difficulty and shame that I must tell you my story — the story of a�very ill mother of 7 children, who is now also a beggar.
Since being diagnosed with�muscular dystrophy,�I’ve been kept prisoner in my own home, unable to move on my own. The disease moves rapidly, painfully, and�there is no cure.
I am not able to leave my house. I am not able to work. My husband is barely working, because we need him home to take care of me. For weeks, I have been unable to bathe. We can’t properly feed and clothe our 7 children.�I take expensive medical treatments to keep my condition from getting worse, and they have totally drained us.
On shabbos, our lack hits hard. My sweet children each get just a little bit of chicken to eat, and most of our seudah is bread. You cannot imagine my pain, seeing them deprived in this way.
Here I am — my body wracked by illness, helpless, unable to feed my own children.�My heart aches to know that I cannot give them what they need.
Now�we have to move�– and we must find a place that is on the first floor that we can afford or I will truly be trapped by my illness, a prisoner in my own home.
It is with shame that we have been left with no choice but to�beg for the help�of the rest of klal yisroel.�I ask you with all of my heart and pride on the line,�please help us�to meet our basic needs with some semblance of dignity.
The children shouldn’t have to suffer just because I am.
Thank you.
Sharon