Author Laurie Wade
My child was on the autism spectrum and struggled with communication his entire life. When he was 32 years old, he was diagnosed with Non-Hodgins Lymphoma, that destroyed his ability to walk. He had to go to a nursing home for a while as I was working full time (so that I could pay for his care).
I remember worrying about his lack of verbal skills as he couldn’t ask for assistance when he needed it. The Monday I went back to work, my little mom (she’s 5 ft nothing due to Parkinson’s) was dressed and standing by her walker, “let’s go,” she chirped. She was determined to stay with her grandchild all day!
And she did. When I would object she told me that my son was her best friend and that he took care of her when he was able to. She told me that when she fell, he would pick her up and would be her legs. She told me that she was paying him back for all that he had done for her.
She stayed every day until he left the nursing home. When he passed away in 2012 she was alone again. I can never repay her for her care and her love.
She is now under hospice care, and I sit by her bed as she sat by my son’s. She’ll probably leave me alone soon. When she asks why I stay, I tell her “you stayed for mine”.