The day I had dreaded for so long finally arrived yesterday. On Saturday, my father was admitted into a hospice. Yesterday, he died. He passed shortly after 2 p.m. after he had seen the whole family.
I tried to remain even-keeled during the whole process, but my mother, who doesn't handle conflict well, turned a cold shoulder to me right before he died. Even now, she doesn't treat me like she did before, and I am utterly confused.
I know she is grieving, but I don't think it gives her the right to cast me out as a member of the family.
What do you think?



