I have never had to deal with anything like this before. When my brother died, I was young and my mother and father handled it all. When my Dad died, my mother handled the majority of it. Hospice was not something I had ever dealt with at any time in my life. When my husband was diagnosed with Lou Gehrigs we both knew I would be faced with many decisions. Neither of us had a clue what was to come or how it really needed to be dealt with.
A few days after his diagnosis my mother fell ill. I have learned so much in dealing with her/Drs/Hospitals/Hospice and it has given my husband and myself time to talk and really understand what is coming. Finding this Hospice Ministry was a God send not only for my mom but for me as well. My husband loved the place and has already told me when the time comes it is where he wants to be.
So even in her final days, she gave me an education that will be much needed in the days to come and the knowledge that I can meet any future trials head on and armed with the necessary stamina and fortitude. So even in her last days she was still teaching me lifes lessons. What more can you ask for from a parent?