Monday, I decided to take it social. I begged for support, RT’s and signatures. I went onto every Facebook group I belonged to and did the same. I emailed, DM’d, and did anything I could to get my post and my cause out there, seen and heard.
A mission had been set in my mind.
The momma bear fighter in me surfaced. The urge to protect what’s mine became so strong.
The anger I had been feeling? I balled it up into two of the most powerful things I have, my will and my voice.
I’m not going to recount my story, that can be read and heard on the previous post.
But, what happened after I opened my virtual mouth and let the words and feeling pour out…was AMAZING.
I was heard.
Not only that but, people I didn’t know were sharing their stories with me. Friends were telling me about their own mortgage troubles.
Virtual friends starting writing about things they never thought they could publish like this one by MochaMomma.
A chord had been struck. Resonating.
I realized that I wasn’t fighting alone anymore. An army had been formed. A HUGE one. All of us armed with the power of the internet.
I also realized that I’m not doing this for just my family anymore. I’m doing this because there are so many more of me out there, fighting to keep our families from the fate these banks decide for us.
The strength in our numbers is a force to be reckoned with.
Because of all of you, my plight has been heard and seen by hundreds of thousands of people.
THAT? Is HUGE!
Tonight, our file went right to the Advocate of the President of Bank of America. He will be handling it personally. Not that this means anything. I figure that the possibility of bigger mirrors and more smoke is what we may encounter.
But this? This is the power we have. We ALL have it. WE can ALL be heard if we support each other and consider each others causes to be ours too.
WE are AMERICA. TOGETHER we stand.
And by standing together? How can we fall when there is always someone there to help us up?
WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE.
We WILL make a difference.