Help Me Give My Mom The Life She Deserves.

I looked around and realised that my dreams may never come true. I desired to leave a legacy, but the castle has burned down to ashes and my armour is bleeding. Through fears and sorrows, my faith in the power of kindness is still there, blinking restlessly like a lighthouse in the middle of the storm. Better days will come...

Why am I here?

In 2025, my life took a tragic turn. My beloved grandfather fell gravely ill back in my hometown - Vietnam. I spent all of my savings trying to save him. However, despite our hopes and prayers, he passed away. We still have to pay for the remaining of his hospital fee and funeral cost. No one in the family could help; and I have always been supporting my parents financially. It's my responsibility to pay for these amounts, because no one else could.

Carrying a broken heart, I am now in a huge amount of debt at the age of 26. From someone who lived a comfortable life, I now struggle to pay my rent every week or to buy food for my dog and cats. It’s terrifying to wake up every day. I don't know what to do and I am desperate. I know this is the greatest challenge life has given me, and I’m trying my best to stay strong, but some days, it’s really hard. Eventually, out of every way I could think of to survive, I decided to put my faith in humanity and the power of kindness. That's the reason I created this page.

Who was I before the tragedy?

My name is Rosie Nguyen. I live in Auckland, New Zealand with my mom. Before this happened, I was living my dream - writing poems and making music. Last year, I wrote my first book about mindfulness and self-development, then released my music for the first time ever. It’s such a good feeling to chase your dreams. On the other hand, I was a regular donor of Red Cross, SPCA, and Animals Asia. I lived in pride and dignity. I was climbing up and up - achieving all my goals with a happy, peaceful heart.

At the same time, I was supporting my mom financially. She doesn’t work due to her age and health conditions. "My Mother" - these words pierce my heart. She lived a hard life raising me. I pray the Lord every night to keep her safe, wherever she is. I hope this life treats her with kindness and heals the pain she never talks about. Now, with my situation - it brings tears to my eyes realising that my dream of providing her a comfortable life may never come true. I wanted to make my mom proud of me. I wanted to take care of her and give her the life she deserves. So if you are reading this, please know that I’m kneeling down and bowing my head to you in tears - please spare me some kindness. Please help me stand again, for my mom, for myself, and for the life I still believe is possible. I have never begged for help in my life before, but I am really out of hope.

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Thank you for reading my story. From the bottom of my heart - thank you for being here.

With love,

Rosie

P/s: These are some photos of me and my mom when I was a kid; me and Mrs.Elizabeth when I was volunteering at an elder care home; my little dog Micky and the cats (Catto and Cherry).