A Catastrophic Blessing
“My mother is my everything, and I would love to tell you the story of Delores and I”
A year before I was born
Delores was diagnosed with a disease called ‘Neurofibromatosis’
I learned the name of it, by the age of 6.
I learned the names of her medication by 7.
I watched her body deteriorate at 8, 9, 10, and 11.
I watched an independent mother leave right before my eyes.
I learned how to do things on my own.
I had to become more wise.
Every time she fell down,
my heart sank with a thud.