Daily Archives: February 22, 2012

Tribute to my Nanny


I mentioned awhile back that my Nanny came to stay with me. Well lucky for me, she is still here and hasn’t gotten tired of taking care of me yet! She has done so much for me these past 3 weeks that I wanted to do a post dedicated to her. Don’t be getting jealous now…she’s not up for hire!

As I previously stated, my Nanny began taking care of me the minute my mother went back to work after her maternity leave was up. She then watched me everyday until I was old enough to ride the bus home from school and stay by myself. She even lived in a duplex that was in our neighborhood for a while when I was growing up. My parents would let me walk down to her house in the evenings and spend the night often. With all that being said, we spent a LOT of time together!

As the years have passed and we moved to Stillwater, it has been hard being away from my Nanny. However, I would call her every few days to catch up and even visited her as much as possible. Last year over Christmas break, I drove to Trenton by myself to spend a week with her. We are always able to pick up right where we left off. I have so many good memories of my childhood that include her.

Who would have ever thought that I would need a caretaker later in life? It’s funny how life almost goes in a circle and you are right back where you were when you were a child. My Nanny offered to come to Stillwater and take care of me the day I was diagnosed and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. She came down the weekend after my first treatment and has been here ever since. I keep telling her that I am not going to let her go back home. She has been a Godsend!

You name it, she does it! She has fixed me every meal, given me my medications, washed ¬†and dried my hair (when I still had it), shaved my head, gotten me clothes to wear, watched movies with me, taken walks with me, cleaned the house, taken the dog out, cleaned out the refrigerator and cabinets, gone to Wal Mart for me, prayed with me, and been my shoulder to cry on. She is there for my good days and my bad and doesn’t judge me for it either way. She is seriously my best friend and I don’t know what I would do without her!

She doesn’t do any of this for anything in return. She is the most generous woman I know. I will never be able to repay her for all she has done for me but I can only hope that she knows how much she is appreciated. I love her dearly and thank God for her every day! I am so grateful for the memories I made during my childhood with her but even more grateful for the ones I am making with her now. I will never forget the sacrifice she made for me.