Anonymous wrote:I lost my father 6 years ago, and my mother last week. They both passed away from very aggressive cancers. I was both of their caretakers in the end, I can't fight this so empty feeling I have inside, even though I have a wonderful husband, and two great kids.
Anonymous wrote:PP, It was nice to hear your reflections on your MIL. Many people do not get along with their MIL's. So this was refreshing.
I adore my MIL too, and I am in awe of her parenting and grandparenting. I have learned so much from her. The most impressive thing is that she has never corrected me, or made suggestions, or done anything but consider me a great mom for her grandkids and a great wife for her son. I am so far from perfect, but she is so accepting and loving.
the day she passes will be one of the hardest days for me. I am so blessed. My friends don't understand the depth of my love for her.
Anonymous wrote:My parents lived into their eighties, unhappily married but too risk-adverse to make a change by getting divorced. 60 years is a long time to be with someone ill-fitted to you. My mother clung to us when we tried to separate as young adults and two of my siblings never did. I would rather they had gotten divorced in their 40's, 50's or even 60's while they still had so much of their lives left to live. It made it hard for us kids to launch our own lives knowing they were lonely and miserable without us.
Anonymous wrote:I am 36 now, but lost both parents before I turned 30. My mother was ill for 10 years and passed when I was 22, then my father got diagnosed with lung cancer 7 years later and passed away 6 months after being diagnosed; I was 29 then. There are no "lessons" per se, but it definitely does change your perspective on life and what's important. I am also very single and never had children, so the lonliness is definitely very real and the pain is sometimes unbearable. I found this posting of yours while searching online today for some type of comfort because I woke up this morning with such a heavy heart. I was hit with the thought of "my parents are gone and I will never see them again!" as soon as I awoke, and have been perpetually crying all morning. No matter how many years pass, the grief is still there and it appears it always will be.