A Stroke of Love
4 min readJun 1, 2019
When I was just 11, my mother had major surgery for a life-threatening illness. As my father ushered my siblings and I into the nursing home room, we saw our mother attached to a myriad of tubes. Our young minds tried to take in what was happening. My youngest brother began to cry. I wished she would die.
In April of this year, my mother suffered a stroke. As I walked into her hospital room, I noticed the one IV tube inserted into…
