my mom died suddenly; the process actually was about 5 weeks - but from the time we knew she was so ill, to the time she died was about 5 hours. we thought she was going to be fine - a surgeon was going to fix her up - and then she was gone. snap, shut, closed, done, just like that - no goodbyes, long or otherwise. and a part of me has wished that i could have had that time, not so that she could suffer, but to have some kind of sweet time that now i can't even imagine.
but a warehouse friend who lives in colorado, his wife is dying of pancreatic cancer, she will be gone within a few months. she's young and she is leaving a 16-year-old son and twin 13-year-old-daughters. M loves his wife so much - she's so lovely and very much the glue of that family. and M can see what's coming to him, and he cannot avoid it, no matter what he does. the loss his daughters are going to experience - it makes me catch my breath. because as bad as he thinks it's going to be, it's going to be much worse than that, by far.
when i think of different people's situation, i evaluate this and then that - like there's some kind of a score from 1 to 10 on what devastation looks like. and for M and M's family, i think this will be off the scale.
christine
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