I spoke to an old friend last night. She lost her sister four years ago. Her sister's death was as quick as Louise's was. Her sister had gone to a the wedding of a friend's offspring. Knowing she had to be somewhere else after the ceremony, she told her friend that she wouldn't be in the receiving line. She slipped out of the church by the side door. And later she slipped out of life the same way. Quickly without good-byes.
With our Mom, we had to see her suffer and go through all the indignities that being in a health care facility entails (I thank all of you who work in health care, I could not do it). The ups and downs of thinking that all will return to normal at some point is exhausting and heartbreaking, but it does give one time to prepare for the worst.
Leaving by the side door...I am so glad Louise did not suffer, but it's those of us who have to live without her that have to suffer.
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