Sitting in the car on the way back. Running the last week through my head. My husbands' mothers death. Seeing her look better in death than she had for over the past ten years.
Wearing a blouse she never would have paid that much money for - lying in a box swathed in silk and linen; such things were never anything she enjoyed or knew during her life and yet here she was. Surrounded by decadence - or so she would have thought.
My spray of flowers tumbled next to her casket, like a small waterfall of color and smells.
Various colors, shades, types of flower and fragrance.
So, much more color than she ever allowed herself in life - yet here it was. In spite of everything - in death.
My mother in law has been actively dying for over two years. My father in law has not been willing to let her move on.
Well her body finally shut down and they gave her morphine under her tongue to help with the pain and she quietly slipped away.
Now for the damage - family will be like vultures circling for a sparkly - real or not.
Me, I'm just moving to the side and going to watch the blood fly...
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Such behavior .. how a death should be bringing people closer, others see it as a free for all. I hope you have secured your best memories against the onslaught of vultures.
Just keep ducking when the bullets fly.
I know what you mean...I have a feeling that when it's my dad's time to go, someone will act up and be a complete ass.
Oh unfortunately, I can assure you that is exactly what will happen - sad isn't it. Scrapping like jackels for what? - Nothing near enough for the trama or the drama....... Enough said
i know this story all to well...unfortunately.
As do too many of us I am afraid dear friend.
Sad, but true.
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