TexasLdy72

Hi everyone,
I have never posted here before, but I need some support and assistance. I lost my best friend, my Mom, on the 12th of this month. She lost her battle with Lung Cancer at home, on Hospice. I was her nurse up until the end. I moved in and lived with her and my step-dad the last 6 weeks of her life. The Hospice nurses came only twice a week and gave phone support when needed.

She was only diagnosed 2 and a half weeks before her death. There was no time to prepare. Everything was done in such a hurry, I never even had a minute to think of the inevitable. She wanted her dress bought, and had a pre-arranged funeral already paid for..she even picked out the music and jewelry she wanted... And now she's gone....my very best friend..she had only just turned 56. I am 32. My heart is broken.

Now I find myself in another dilemma. My step-dad (who still lives in Mom's house in Louisiana) is talking about "moving on" and how he will not live the rest of his life alone...says that he will have a woman in his life. My mother has only been gone TWO WEEKS!! He's already going to the bars and taking trips. It honestly makes me ill...She adored him, but would never want this.

It's like he has no respect for Mom's memories or our grief. He is put off by our broken hearts and actually stated "I don't know why y'all can't just move on". I live in Texas, so he hasn't actually spoken those words to me, but if and when he does...I will let him have it with both barrels. I just wonder now, if he even cared about her as much as he let on like he did while she was living. I'm appalled.

He has also made "advances" on my Mom's sister since Mom's death. He kissed her on the mouth twice...and exposed himself once. She called him out about that...and he immediately took a road trip to East Texas to see his son...he said to "clear his head".

There was a time, while caring for Mom, that he scared me. I didn't want to leave her alone with him because of the lack of care he gave. He would let her scream out in pain...pretending to sleep...(both of us WERE exhausted, but I heard her in the other room).

Now, there he is...piled up in Mom's house...acting like the SOB he is. The thing is...before the past few weeks, he and I were pretty close, or so I thought.

I am just at a loss all the way around...any advice would be appreciated.

Paula

In memory of my Mom:
Linda Yeley Hukill
5/9/49 - 6/12-05