Visiting a elderly sick family member

Lisa Freman Start Date: Aug 15, 2023 - End Date: Dec 14, 2023
  • St. Petersburg, FL, United States of America

My Travel Story

by: Lisa Freman Start Date: Aug 15, 2023 - End Date: Dec 14, 2023
I am a single mother of four young and extraordinary children. Three beautiful girls, and one handsome young gentleman. I have been suffering from a  chronic disability since 1996 at age 17. I have always tried to never ever let my disability limit me, but recentlyit seems my disability is getting the best of me and it is winning. My children's father recently left us in 2018, one month aftet the birth of my youngest daughter who was diagnosed with autism. Since then I have been the only sole provider for my family,, and it has not been easy trying to give my children a happy and stable life filled with all the joy they deserve. I can barely make ends meet from month to month, especially since the recent school year just started back two weeks ago, and providing school clothes and supplies for 4 children drained our emergency savings account. I have been really stressed out and battling severe depression, and just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, one week ago, I received a phone call saying that my auntie who practically raised me since birth, and loves me as if I  was her own child, had fallen gravely ill. Even though I call her multiple times every day, when she mentioned that she would love to see me and  finally meet my youngest daughter before she leaves this world, it broke my heart beyond anything that I ever felt before. I would really love to see her too, and grant her that final wish. Even though she constantly tells me how proud she is of me, Honestly, I feel like I am nothing but a failure cause I can't even grant her that wish. How can she be proud of me when I can't even be there for her like she was for me, I can't even hug her and show her how much I love her. All I can do is pray and have try to hold onto faith faith that if it's God will then it will happen. Maybe it's just the depression finally getting to me but every day I wake up, I can't help but wonder how can she be proud of me and the person who  I have become when I can't even come see her during her final days, yet,  she sacrificed so much for me. .Ever since I was diagnosed with my illness, I have never asked anyone for help, but the heart ache I am feeling  right now is a pain greater than my illness could ever bring about.
  • St. Petersburg, FL, United States of America