Need financial support for my mom
Date Published: 2/18/2026
A Kind Request for Help in Caring for My Mom
I’m reaching out with a humble request for help in caring for my mom, who currently lives in an old age home where she is safe, comfortable, and truly well cared for.
Although I live about 1 000 km away, I support her as best I can by covering all her monthly personal care needs, which I arrange to be delivered directly to her. Knowing she has what she needs brings me peace of mind, even from so far away.
The monthly cost of her care is R8 000, which includes full-time supervision, meals, and assistance. My mom receives a small pension and SASSA grant, and from this we manage to pay her loans and contribute R3 000 toward the home’s fees each month.
Sadly, this leaves a shortfall of R5 000 every month. This has already placed us R14 000 behind at the start of 2026, and the amount continues to grow. Despite our best efforts, we cannot close this gap alone.
We are kindly asking for any assistance you may be able to offer. Even a small monthly contribution, or a once-off donation, would help us tremendously and bring us closer to covering her care costs. Every rand goes directly toward ensuring my mom can remain in the loving, supportive environment she depends on.
Payments can be made directly to the old age home, as the funds are solely for her accommodation and care.
If you are able to help in any way, please know that your kindness would mean the world to us and would directly impact my mom’s comfort, dignity, and wellbeing.
Thank you for taking the time to read this and for opening your heart to our situation.
Mom's Background
And suddenly your parents are old, helpless and you sit with your hands in your hair, because you cannot help...
Once upon a time we lived in a little house as a family of 4, a little house with lots of love. I look back now and realized with how much love we grew up, how many sacrifices there was made to get my sister and I through school and to give us all the opportunities to excel in life.
We always had to work a little extra harder to afford the things we need. I remember my mom selling "Tuna Salad rolls" at work for some extra income when times was a little tough.
... But in 1997 our "once upon a time fairy tale' changed when my dad commited suicide. Our little world was up side down and mom was in shatters.
She now had to work even harder to get us through school and still she managed to send me to America for a year, got my sister through High School and still had to cope with her depression and anxiety.
And then the bad choice phase started... She met a younger man, who spent a lot of her money, and then committed suicide. She had a couple of relationships that didn't work out. Until she met Jannie. Jannie was a local bar manager and after a few months they decided to move in together.
Very long story short, Jannie got an opportunity to move to Parys, FS, it ended up in a disaster and once again mom had to provide for the 2 of them while still struggling herself to get work.
At that time she was very depressed, but most af all, the had no balance, constantly falling over her own feet and walked like an ostrich. Which we all laughed about, but when you look for a job, that is not the way to present yourself.
She went to many doctors, scan and used millions of different medications - even CDB, but nothing worked.
They moved in with Jannie's sister as they couldn't afford a place to live. A temporary arrangement became a permanent arrangement due to their finances. I was in a position to help them financially every month at that time.
Jannie suddenly passed away in January 2024 and we had to make a plan to move my mom as the living arrangement were not an option any more.
In the meantime my mom was diagnosed with Corea, with a big possibility of Huntington's Disease. A rare genetic disorder that makes a part of her brain not function normally and dissappear. That's why she struggled so long with the funny walking, no balance and slurry talking. She has mood swings, depression and anxiety episodes. And literally can through a tantrum like a 3year old if the cannot get something now.
There is no way we can take care of my mom. She needs to be taken care of in a house where there is constant care, supervision and help. She cannot bath herself, cannot make her own food or drinks as the shakes and have muscle movement constantly…making it extra difficult for us to take care of her all by ourselves.
I’m reaching out with a humble request for help in caring for my mom, who currently lives in an old age home where she is safe, comfortable, and truly well cared for.
Although I live about 1 000 km away, I support her as best I can by covering all her monthly personal care needs, which I arrange to be delivered directly to her. Knowing she has what she needs brings me peace of mind, even from so far away.
The monthly cost of her care is R8 000, which includes full-time supervision, meals, and assistance. My mom receives a small pension and SASSA grant, and from this we manage to pay her loans and contribute R3 000 toward the home’s fees each month.
Sadly, this leaves a shortfall of R5 000 every month. This has already placed us R14 000 behind at the start of 2026, and the amount continues to grow. Despite our best efforts, we cannot close this gap alone.
We are kindly asking for any assistance you may be able to offer. Even a small monthly contribution, or a once-off donation, would help us tremendously and bring us closer to covering her care costs. Every rand goes directly toward ensuring my mom can remain in the loving, supportive environment she depends on.
Payments can be made directly to the old age home, as the funds are solely for her accommodation and care.
If you are able to help in any way, please know that your kindness would mean the world to us and would directly impact my mom’s comfort, dignity, and wellbeing.
Thank you for taking the time to read this and for opening your heart to our situation.
Mom's Background
And suddenly your parents are old, helpless and you sit with your hands in your hair, because you cannot help...
Once upon a time we lived in a little house as a family of 4, a little house with lots of love. I look back now and realized with how much love we grew up, how many sacrifices there was made to get my sister and I through school and to give us all the opportunities to excel in life.
We always had to work a little extra harder to afford the things we need. I remember my mom selling "Tuna Salad rolls" at work for some extra income when times was a little tough.
... But in 1997 our "once upon a time fairy tale' changed when my dad commited suicide. Our little world was up side down and mom was in shatters.
She now had to work even harder to get us through school and still she managed to send me to America for a year, got my sister through High School and still had to cope with her depression and anxiety.
And then the bad choice phase started... She met a younger man, who spent a lot of her money, and then committed suicide. She had a couple of relationships that didn't work out. Until she met Jannie. Jannie was a local bar manager and after a few months they decided to move in together.
Very long story short, Jannie got an opportunity to move to Parys, FS, it ended up in a disaster and once again mom had to provide for the 2 of them while still struggling herself to get work.
At that time she was very depressed, but most af all, the had no balance, constantly falling over her own feet and walked like an ostrich. Which we all laughed about, but when you look for a job, that is not the way to present yourself.
She went to many doctors, scan and used millions of different medications - even CDB, but nothing worked.
They moved in with Jannie's sister as they couldn't afford a place to live. A temporary arrangement became a permanent arrangement due to their finances. I was in a position to help them financially every month at that time.
Jannie suddenly passed away in January 2024 and we had to make a plan to move my mom as the living arrangement were not an option any more.
In the meantime my mom was diagnosed with Corea, with a big possibility of Huntington's Disease. A rare genetic disorder that makes a part of her brain not function normally and dissappear. That's why she struggled so long with the funny walking, no balance and slurry talking. She has mood swings, depression and anxiety episodes. And literally can through a tantrum like a 3year old if the cannot get something now.
There is no way we can take care of my mom. She needs to be taken care of in a house where there is constant care, supervision and help. She cannot bath herself, cannot make her own food or drinks as the shakes and have muscle movement constantly…making it extra difficult for us to take care of her all by ourselves.
