Huseby Family Finds Support with Valerie’s House
After Jill, our daughter & loving mother of three, died of brain cancer, we acutely felt the anguish our grandchildren faced. The paucity of programs addressing children who had lost a parent, were few and far between. When we found Valerie’s House, we knew it was the perfect way to honor our daughter’s life in a way that would both fill a need and provide a service of which Jill would be proud.
Valerie’s House was an ideal program for us to support, both financially and through volunteering. We especially love that there are no barriers for any child needing help during this dark time, as grief is not limited to those with financial means. Valerie’s House is free of charge, which necessitates donor support. The program is effective, loving, and given from the hearts of all the staff and volunteers.
While nothing can erase the pain of losing a loved one, Valerie’s House has given us peace knowing that others are being supported and loved during the most difficult and challenging times.
-The Huseby Family
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