[Life/General] Ma Ham close to death

[elialshadowpine]

So, my maternal grandmother is in hospice care. She's had congestive heart failure, multiple strokes, and is currently having what they suspect are multiple mini strokes. She might live a few days, or up to 7-10, but not likely beyond that. My Uncle Ron has made the smartass comments that she'd probably go on one of my aunts' birthdays out of spite

Comments

[ashbet]

There is nothing wrong with you for feeling like this -- I never met the woman, and would cheerfully set her on fire for brutalizing so many children.

She frankly sounds more like a war criminal than a relative.

I'm sorry that you had to encounter her at all, and that your family members had to suffer because of her presence.

Some people are *evil*, and Hell is too good for them.

I am glad that your mother cut her off and protected you and your sister from further abuse.

My heart goes out to those of your family who are feeling conflict and pain right now -- losing a parent can fuck your head up even if they were abusive and terrible -- often, people mourn the loss of the parental relationship that they *wanted*, and now are realizing with finality that they can never have.

*tight hugs, because reliving these memories and stories can't be easy*

-- A <3

[tigerbright]

I am so, so sorry that you and your family had to deal with all of this. That is... well... no words, really. Deep and utter evil.

[apocalypticbob]

Some people bring joy into this world when they enter it. Some bring joy into this world when they leave it.

I will metaphorically dance on her grave with you.

[nicosian]

Sometimes, it's just good riddance. Don't feel bad.

There's a thing where, if you remember the name of the departed, they're never gone. In some cases, I think names should be able to be obliterated from one's history, collective and personal memory.

She sounds like a completely vile creature who served no purpose to humanity. Dance away.

[aschalady]

When I found out that the stepfather that molested my sister and me had died of a drug overdose, I cheered and laughed and felt like I could breathe for the first time ever. My mother cried for him, despite knowing what he did to her daughters. I never really forgave her for that.

I am cheering for you now and understand your desire for revenge. We are the daughters of Nemesis. We are the Erinyes. Sometimes blood is required to pay for evil.