My FIL has terminal lung cancer, and it looks like he only has a few hours left. DH is with him and MIL now (they live an hour away) but I needed to stay with our DSs (aged 4 and 8). I feel completely bereft already. My inlaws are lovely, have always made me feel part of the family, and over the 18 years I've known them they have provided a much-needed valve for letting off steam about my own parents! They are also very hands-on grandparents (esp compared with my mum and dad) and our elder DS (8) especially adores his grandfather.
I am dreading the moment (probably tomorrow morning) when I will need to tell both boys that FIL has died. They know that he has been very ill, and we have visited regularly, but obviously have been hoping (as we all did) that his treatment would help. He was diagnosed in January, and had a positive post-radiotherapy appointment last week (tumour shrunk), but this weekend he just seems to have declined so quickly. DS4 isn't really taking it in, but DS8 is already devastated because he realised he wouldn't be able to say a final goodbye to FIL. I'm really, really sad I can't say goodbye myself too.
I know that we will have lots of good memories of him, but it just seems so bloody unfair.
Sorry that was a ramble. Stuck here on my own and couldn't hold it in any longer. Would really appreciate any tips for how to make this and the months to come more bearable for our DSs, and how I can best support DH (he's their eldest child, and tends to feel like he should shoulder the largest part of any family responsibilities). Thanks.