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I just wanted to say I wish this website was here when I went through this with my mother and father. My ordeal started in October of 2000when my dad had deteriorated so fast from untreated diabetes he had to go to a home, and from there it was 5 years of a living Hell. I never thought I would get through all the legal rangling, money issues, overbearing siblings as well as ones who didnt give a damn. I am the youngest of 8,  and I was the one stuck holding the bag while the rest looked on. My mother was also no pillar of health, but I kept her with me beacuse my father was the combative one. My mother was relieved he was gone, because he was  particularly abusive to her, which I had no knowledge of until I promised her he wouldnt be back. My father never forgave us for' turning on him ', as he put it (I was his favorite) and tried with his last breath to make sure my mother and I knew that he hated us both. I felt a duty to protect my mother, and we became very close, but my Lord, it was SO hard. There were so many days that if I didnt have her to give me a reason to get me out of bed, I might never have. She died only 2 weeks after my father did, but she outlived him, which is something she wanted. I miss her so much, I still cry on a weekly basis. But, ironically, if I had to do it again, I wouldnt have changed anything as far as my mom goes. It was really hard to watch her die in my arms, but she was home, with me , right where she wished to be, and I wouldnt have done it any other way. I suppose I havent come to grips with my father; I am still angry at him for so much . Maybe I can forgive him....someday. I always felt alone in my crisis and sorrow...now I know I was.... and am.. not. Thanks for being here. Sincerely, Susan Noble