sad... need hugs and prayers for MIL.. long vent
Two very long years my MIL has put up a Mighty fight against Cancer.
One year ago this weekend she was still battling, but danced like she was seventeen at our wedding. Sadly enough, last night she was admitted to St. Catherines of Siena (the hospice center inside) for what the Dr.'s and nurses are calling 'her last couple of days'.
My DH is strong, and doing very well with this all. His mother raised him and his brothers in a very christian household.... And he knows that she's 'going home to Jesus'.
I love my MIL like a mother... We have a very close relationship, and I am NOT handling this well at all. The way I was raised is to be strong for my DH, and be his support... and I feel like I am doing a $h!tty job, because all I am doing is crying like a 3 year old who lost his blankey....
I know she will be 'in a better place' and 'won't be suffering any longer' but it is so hard, watching this very vibrant woman leave before my very eyes. The toughest part is last night, before the ambulette picked her up, I took alex there to say his 'goodbye'--- It was so sad.
I held him and told him to give grandma a kiss and tell her he loves her very much and he kissed my MIL and gave her a big hug. And then she asked for another one. I almost lost it.. I had to leave immediately with him, and just sank to my knees at her driveway sobbing and holding Alex....
I have gone through many losses throughout my life, and just started to have faith in a 'god' again. And now I am back at square one, so f-ing pissed off... at god, at life, at this whole friggen situation... I wish I could just pull it together already.. and I just really need some hugs.....
Thanks in advance.......![]()
One year ago this weekend she was still battling, but danced like she was seventeen at our wedding. Sadly enough, last night she was admitted to St. Catherines of Siena (the hospice center inside) for what the Dr.'s and nurses are calling 'her last couple of days'.
My DH is strong, and doing very well with this all. His mother raised him and his brothers in a very christian household.... And he knows that she's 'going home to Jesus'.
I love my MIL like a mother... We have a very close relationship, and I am NOT handling this well at all. The way I was raised is to be strong for my DH, and be his support... and I feel like I am doing a $h!tty job, because all I am doing is crying like a 3 year old who lost his blankey....
I know she will be 'in a better place' and 'won't be suffering any longer' but it is so hard, watching this very vibrant woman leave before my very eyes. The toughest part is last night, before the ambulette picked her up, I took alex there to say his 'goodbye'--- It was so sad.
I held him and told him to give grandma a kiss and tell her he loves her very much and he kissed my MIL and gave her a big hug. And then she asked for another one. I almost lost it.. I had to leave immediately with him, and just sank to my knees at her driveway sobbing and holding Alex....
I have gone through many losses throughout my life, and just started to have faith in a 'god' again. And now I am back at square one, so f-ing pissed off... at god, at life, at this whole friggen situation... I wish I could just pull it together already.. and I just really need some hugs.....
Thanks in advance.......