My Mum died 3 years ago last week, aged 66 from lung cancer despite having given up smoking aged 40.
My Dad died aged 53 from leukaemia when I was 25.
Since Mum died I've got married, bought a lovely house and am now expecting my first baby. Mum met DH a few times but never had any sense of how serious things were.
DH's parents have been staying with us over the weekend. His Dad is 70 and his Mum is 66. They are both hale and hearty and mentally alert. I really like them, genuinely I do, and they are sensitive to my lack of parents and treat me like a daughter.
However they both smoke and drink a lot and have spent their lives out in the sun yet have so far escaped cancer completely. Frankly I veer between being hugely jealous of DH that they are still here and terrified that they are both going to get ill at any minute and I'll have to go through the whole miserable illness and funeral routine yet again. My brother's wife's folks are in failing health and he too is scared that it's all about to begin again.
I'm beyond sad that my own parents never saw me in this stage of my life which is, other than the fact that they are not around, the happiest I have ever been. Talking to my MIL about childbirth etc brings home to me how many questions I would have had for my Mum and how much I don't know about her experiences. For example I know I was premature because it came up in conversation when I was a child, but I have no idea by how many weeks because I didn't know enough of the details of pregnancy to ask for that level of detail, and I have no idea why I was born early. Nobody who would know is alive any more.
How do others cope with either of these feelings/situations?