Totally agree with Lauren. While I experienced some sense of relief that dementia no longer had control of my father’s mind, his death was still a profound loss.
How many times have you heard someone say, “My loved one died. Well, she was sick and we knew it was coming, but still…”? Why do we feel the need to offer that explanation? Why do we feel the need to minimize our loss by saying that it was expected? Why do we diminish our […]
via We Need to Stop Minimizing the Grief of an Expected Loss — Life, Love, and Alzheimer’s
To me it’s like you go through grieving twice. Once when you lose the parent you knew to dementia, and again when they’re gone and you can no longer hug them anymore.
So true Lori.