One year ago, my sister-in-law was given 3-6 months to live. Determined to live life on her own terms, she declined therapeutic chemo and got busy living. A number of bucket list trips were taken with her three adult daughters and assorted grandkids. Last summer, the two of us made the pilgrimage to Missouri Star Quilt Company. My sister-in-law attended her 40th high school reunion in the fall. With that event, she’d crossed off the major things on her bucket list and simply wanted to enjoy her grandkids as much as possible.
Cancer eventually began to take its toll on her body. She was admitted to the hospital over the Christmas holidays. We visited with her in the hospital. She was in good spirits once they had the pain under control, but she was definitely frail. Home hospice services followed her release from the hospital. In mid-February, her hospice nurse advised that my sister-in-law had only a few weeks left. Hubs left Monday to go see her. I’m so glad he did. My sister-in-law passed away last night. Thankfully, she’s no longer in pain.
As the saying goes, life goes on. The sun’s out, the birds are singing and hubs is headed home. My final beginning sewing class is scheduled for Saturday and hubs has a friend flying in from the west coast. Hopefully, we’ll have word on her final arrangements this afternoon. I don’t know how much preplanning was done and one of the daughters and her family live far away, It could be this weekend or early next week. We’ll certainly reschedule what needs to be rescheduled so we can be at her end of life celebration. That’s the important thing.
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