My Name is Shaletha I’m 39 all my life things have occurred that makes me feel cursed. The reason I say this is because at the age of 2 my mother died during childbirth with her 5th pregnancy I was the 4th, the twins didn’t make it. I was raised by my grandmother and other relatives, of which my grandmother lost her mom at a young age. My mother had four healthy births me and my four older brothers recently this year I lost my brother next too me I’m the youngest we’re all a year a part. I’ve never had any children of my own and I was married twice to the same man who at one time agreed to ivf , but due to his drug and substance abuse we didn’t work out even after rehab and of course with his income we could afford it but we didn’t work out. Every night it hurts that when it’s my time to leave this earth I want have a memory of myself or my mother left to carry or keep our memory alive in human form. The love that I have to give to a blessing of my own will take away all the hurt I’ve experienced all my life. Please help me live on through a child of my own. Thank you