Virgina's mother passed last night.
I've always looked at death as a blessing and a sadness. This is no different. V. was blessed to grow closer to her mother this last year than they've been in years. And after all that woman had been through, passing on means she's not in pain anymore.
She had a very strong faith and knew exactly where she was going in the afterlife. We should all be so lucky to have that comfort.
I sometimes feel like I'm not normal in that I view the death of an ill person as more a blessing than anything else. I feel very ambivalent about the sadness and instead focus more heavily on what the person ISN'T going through anymore. And, what they've moved on to. Blessings.
I lost the last of my grandparents when I was in my late teens. I recall being sad, but not devastated. I wasn't raised with that strong sense of family to begin with, and while I loved them, I wasn't very close to them.
When we lost TMF's grandparents, I was sad, but again, I felt....detached. Like I was watching a level of grief I could understand, but not really touch.
I wonder how I'd feel if it was my parents, TMF, or Demon. Do I want to feel that sense of loss that I see others feeling? Or would I still feel sad, but better about the death since it was an end to suffering?
Semi morbid thoughts on a rainy gloomy day.
I've always looked at death as a blessing and a sadness. This is no different. V. was blessed to grow closer to her mother this last year than they've been in years. And after all that woman had been through, passing on means she's not in pain anymore.
She had a very strong faith and knew exactly where she was going in the afterlife. We should all be so lucky to have that comfort.
I sometimes feel like I'm not normal in that I view the death of an ill person as more a blessing than anything else. I feel very ambivalent about the sadness and instead focus more heavily on what the person ISN'T going through anymore. And, what they've moved on to. Blessings.
I lost the last of my grandparents when I was in my late teens. I recall being sad, but not devastated. I wasn't raised with that strong sense of family to begin with, and while I loved them, I wasn't very close to them.
When we lost TMF's grandparents, I was sad, but again, I felt....detached. Like I was watching a level of grief I could understand, but not really touch.
I wonder how I'd feel if it was my parents, TMF, or Demon. Do I want to feel that sense of loss that I see others feeling? Or would I still feel sad, but better about the death since it was an end to suffering?
Semi morbid thoughts on a rainy gloomy day.
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on 2009-10-14 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-10-14 10:20 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-10-14 05:41 pm (UTC)How well I know those feelings. I think Medical disassociates us from the socioemotional aspect of death. We end up rationalizing and understanding it a little too much.
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on 2009-10-14 09:56 pm (UTC)I told V. that at the next family meeting they needed to call me, I would be the voice of semi-experience and reason and let them know that it was only going to GET WORSE.
It's bad enough to care for a client. It's a million times worse when it's a family member.
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on 2009-10-14 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-10-14 10:23 pm (UTC)I love Hospice. Angels in flesh, those people. But I wonder if her family was actually counseled on what they might have been facing. Thank the Gods she was only home for 6 hours or so before the end.
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on 2009-10-14 10:25 pm (UTC)I'm glad for V's sake that it didn't end up being long and lingering. My Mom and Grandmother are living with the long and lingering and it might just be the end of them.
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on 2009-10-15 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-10-16 04:58 am (UTC)