I was only thirteen when my mother insisted on dragging me to the hospital with her. I wasn’t sick. I didn’t think she was either. So I asked her, “Why are you taking me to the hospital instead of allowing me to go to school?” She answered, “The doctor says I have to come with someone I trust.” The next question I asked her was, “What is my stepdad doing that you won’t go with him?” She explained that I am the only one she trusts with her life.
At the hospital, the doctor saw me and said, “Your mother said you are her most trusted confidante. Before I tell you what’s going on, how old are you?” I told him I was thirteen and in JHS 1. After that, he told me my mother was HIV positive. As the eldest child of my family, the doctor tasked me to take very good care of her, and also not make her feel unloved.
When we went back home, the love I had for my mother never changed. We didn’t have money so she and my siblings were all I had in this world. And I held them close to my heart like the most prized possessions they were to me. The only thing that bothered me was…..Read Full Story Here……
