25 Years of Unwavering Devotion! Hengyang Man, 70, Tends to His Blind, Ailing Wife |
From:衡阳新闻网 | Date Add in:2025-07-30 16:35:05 [A A] |
At 3:30 a.m., in an old house in Wanfu Community, Nanyue District, Hengyang, a soft alarm buzzes. Seventy-three-year-old Kuang Changsheng quickly rises and gently reaches out to help his wife, Yang Chunxiu, up from her sickbed. Since 2000, when his wife was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease, later compounded by a perforated stomach and total blindness, these nightly vigils have become routine. Over the past 25 years, through countless bouts of her suffering, Kuang has offered quiet comfort, patient care, and steadfast presence. Bearing Double Burdens Amid Illness Twenty-five years of caregiving have made Kuang highly skilled: dressing her, feeding her, massaging her aches, mending clothes—he does it all himself. But time takes its toll; the tasks grow harder. Since last year, his wife’s nighttime needs have increased, especially in deep winter. When he rises to tuck her quilt around her, his hands sometimes tremble faintly—only the box of pain-relief patches on the nightstand silently witnesses the chronic ache in his lower back. Children Share the Warmth of Duty His eldest son has long worked at a local Nanyue tourism company to stay close and help. This year, his daughter quit her job in Guangdong to return home, taking nearby employment. They now take turns preparing three carefully cooked meals daily, adjusting recipes to their mother’s fluctuating condition—keeping flavors mild and nutrient-rich soups fresh each day. As the lid lifts from the thermal container, steam carrying their tenderness upward, spoonful by spoonful, they patiently fed the food to their mother. The youngest son, though far in Guangdong, bridges the distance with care. He sends money home regularly and calls to check in. "The kids all remember you," Kuang often tells his wife. Though Yang Chunxiu cannot see from her sickbed, her heart is warmed. Love Endures Through Lean Years "As long as I have strength, I’ll be here with her," Kuang says quietly, smoothing a strand of white hair from his wife’s forehead. Twenty-five years have flowed by. Hardships could not erode the foundation of this family—instead, they forged its ties purer and stronger. With an ailing body but an unbroken spirit, Kuang has kept an unquenchable flame burning. It not only lights his wife’s long nights but also ignites a beacon of devotion and duty in his children’s hearts—one that needs no fanfare yet pierces through time, nurturing warmth enough to weather every storm in their modest life. |