How do you repay someone for giving up the life as they know it so that you can fight for your own life?
This has been consuming me.
My mom started tying up loose ends and packing her bags the day I was diagnosed. We didn't ask for help, she just did it.
She knew that with three kids under five and a husband with a demanding job, I would need the extra help.
She left my Dad and her beautiful house on the lake in South Dakota. She left her dogs. Her Lexus sits in the garage. She left her friends and her family. She left everything....and she did it for me.
Gratitude barely covers what I feel. She has no intentions of returning home until I'm well. I don't know when that will be and she doesn't make me feel like she has one foot out the door.
She lets me do what I'm able to and she does everything else. She doesn't complain. The kids are exhausting her, I'm sure.
She now drives my mini van, grocery shops and carpools. My house is clean and we eat well. She goes on daily walks with the kids, gives baths, catches bugs and lets Karsyn give her pedicures.
She's completely taken over my role for now....and I appreciate that.
With her being here, the kids don't realize how sick I am. Their life is still normal.
I know the only way to repay her is to fight hard and win this battle. That seems easy enough.