My SIL. My amazing, funny, strong SIL. She was young, 28, and whilst she had many medical issues, none were life threatening.
Yet she is no longer here.
Her Mum found her, after being concerned that she hadnt heard from her in a couple of days. She was in her favourite chair infront of the TV, drink at her feet, telly on. We dont know yet how long she had been gone. Possibly as far back as late Saturday night.
My strong, capable DH is upset and trying to hold it together for his mum. I will never forget seeing his mum sat at SILs feet crying.
We had a wonderful day with SIL about a week ago. She treasured my children. I really dont know what to say to Dd who is only just three.
I dont know what to do for MIL and my other SIL aside from offering practical support. I've been blessed never to have encountered a death of a loved one until now.
We are home, and DH has managed to fall asleep. How good a nights sleep he will have is anyones guess.
I dont really know why im posting apart from just wanting to get my feelings down somewhere.
She was amazing.