FIL was diagnosed with a life-limiting illness about 4 years ago.
When I first met him many years ago, he was a gregarious, chatty, charming man in his late 50s who was the life of the party. He had several hobbies and interests and always had an interesting or funny anecdote to add to a conversation. I, possibly in an effort to impress in the early days, made an effort to listen and engage with him - and most of the time, I did find the chatter amusing.
The illness has affected him and the wider family in many ways. He was very reliant on MIL before anyway but has become even more reliant on her now. He is able to manage quite a few things but I guess the illness has affected his confidence, so he is quick to ask for help rather than try and have a go himself; this impacts on MIL and the rest of the family. He is able to keep up with a conversation but much of what he says now seems silly. He's not great at engaging with DS either; MIL is brilliant but DS really treats FIL like a bit of talking furniture.
DH noticed a few days ago that my demeanour towards FIL has become colder - bordering on civil. In hindsight, I think I've been like that for at least a year now - but if DH is noticing, then it's clearly becoming obvious to everyone, including FIL. We talked about it and I agreed that I need to change my behaviour towards FIL, as it will only get harder from now on as he deteriorates further.
It's taken some time for me to analyse myself and my attitude. The thing is - I have genuinely lost affection for FIL and I find it hard to fake affection. What I see now is that the charming, interesting man is gone and what's left is a mildly irritating man who isn't able/willing to contribute to running his own life (I'm big on independence and taking responsibility for one's own health).
The fact is the illness has changed his personality and in some ways has brought out the worst in him - the things that I could shake off before now really annoy me about him. What gets to me the most is how he has handled it all, which I find very disappointing. You hear of people who get ill and declare "I'm not going to let this beat me" - well, he has practically embraced being ill instead and wears it like a medal. Rather than fighting, he has given in - and I find it hard to continue to admire a man like that. If I'm being really honest, I have lost respect for him and I am forgetting the man he used to be.
With the festive season approaching and us all spending more time together, I need some practical strategies to help me get past my attitude problem. How do I get past the illness and see the man again - or the man that he used to be in any case?