My mother was already 70 years old. She lived apart from us in the neighboring city. She was an active, hard working woman, she did not ask for any help from us, she still helped whoever she could.
I visited her almost every month. With time walking became harder and harder for my mother, she complained of dizziness, sometimes fell and could ask the same thing 100 times.
It is worth noting that once we all lived together, but when my father and grandmother said goodbye to earthly life, we all parted. My mother was left to live alone in a two-room apartment.
I immediately called my brothers and when I told them that my mother needed to be moved to the capital urgently, they decided that I should take my mother to my apartment, where I live with my husband for rent, and they would pay for the treatment and rent of our apartment.
We decided to put my mother’s apartment up for sale. My older brother said he would take care of that. My husband and I worked, and we hired a caregiver.
When the month was over, I called my brothers to remind them of their promise, but my older brother was rude to me and said that I was shameless and selfish, that I wanted money to take care of my own mother.
We somehow paid the rent, the caregiver, and did not call her anymore. That’s why my mother had to stay alone for a few hours.
There were times when on my way back from work I found my mother lying on the floor in the bathroom. Her condition was getting worse, and I had to quit my job.But we faced a very serious problem.
My husband’s salary was barely enough to pay for rent and food. And I started borrowing money for treatment and medicine. One day having no choice I called my younger brother.
He offered to take her to a nursing home. I was in a very difficult situation, I do not know how, but I agreed. But I felt guilty. I walk on this earth, I’m alive, but my mother is in a nursing home.
And days later I went and brought my mother home.I’m ready to sleep hungry, but keep my mom by my side. I later found out that my brothers had sold my mother’s apartment and shared the money.
I went to my elder brother’s house very angry, demanded my part of the money, and he strictly again, said:
Did you ask my opinion when took her back to your house, or you and you hubby just decided to get rich at the expense of your mother’s apartment.
I shut the door very angrily left and from that they on I forgot that I had brothers. Remember my mom being so proud that she had two sons.
