Caring for and Loving My Son in Spite Of

My son is an adult with epilepsy (grand mal seizures) that started in his childhood and progresses as he gets older. I am very proud of him because he went to college and worked most of his life and is working today. As his caregiver, a few people are very cruel and disrespectful to me and my son. Last month, we moved away from a public housing community in Annapolis, Maryland, where the landlord and owners were allowing illegal drug addicts to threaten, harass, and harm us. A person with severe disabilities needs a safe and non-hostile environment. I am now in touch with all of the resources that will help my son and me to achieve a more positive and harmonious life in this journey. “One Day at A Time,” it gets better.