My son (34) called me late this afternoon, crying hysterically. His girlfriend was in the background, also weeping. It was a little hard to understand them, but I got the gist - the older woman from whom they sublet the upstairs of a condo had died during the day while my son (who works nights) was asleep upstairs. His girlfriend found the body when she got home from work.
The woman was about to move away - perhaps because she was ill (my daughter said she had a severe ulcer and was an alcoholic) - and was arranging for the kids to move to a friend of hers’ house at the end of the month. I don’t know if things had been arranged yet. I never heard much about her from the kids, so I didn’t get the impression that they were close, but my son had been living with her for over 2 years and the girlfriend for about a year. I had never met her.
I am 66, and I have never seen a dead body. My son has been pretty sheltered from it too. I have lost a few people over the years, of course, including my mother 2 years ago, but never been there for it. Just this year, I answered a similar phone call from my weeping brother, when a close friend of the family (long story, but he is my brothers’ age and lived with my parents for a time as a teen, and I thought of him as a third brother), who was homeless and living with my brothers at their auto shop, died in the middle of the night (on the toilet, of all places), just a few days short of 60. Then this summer, after visiting my oldest friend (we’ve known each other since we were 10) and her husband (they met at my first wedding in 1981) for 3 days in Reno on our summer RV trip, 5 days later, he took a nap and died in his sleep (he was 73 but other than being mostly blind, he was very fit).
Unattended and unexpected deaths involve police, and waiting for the coroner and cleaning up the inevitable mess. These are things I’ve never dealt with. I talked my brother and my son through it, but from a distance. (My girlfriend and her caretaker [my girlfriend has Parkinson’s] are both nurses, so it was nothing new for them.)
My 88 year old father is moving in with us in 3 weeks. I hope I can maintain my direct death naivety for awhile longer. I’m sorry my son has lost his.
The woman was about to move away - perhaps because she was ill (my daughter said she had a severe ulcer and was an alcoholic) - and was arranging for the kids to move to a friend of hers’ house at the end of the month. I don’t know if things had been arranged yet. I never heard much about her from the kids, so I didn’t get the impression that they were close, but my son had been living with her for over 2 years and the girlfriend for about a year. I had never met her.
I am 66, and I have never seen a dead body. My son has been pretty sheltered from it too. I have lost a few people over the years, of course, including my mother 2 years ago, but never been there for it. Just this year, I answered a similar phone call from my weeping brother, when a close friend of the family (long story, but he is my brothers’ age and lived with my parents for a time as a teen, and I thought of him as a third brother), who was homeless and living with my brothers at their auto shop, died in the middle of the night (on the toilet, of all places), just a few days short of 60. Then this summer, after visiting my oldest friend (we’ve known each other since we were 10) and her husband (they met at my first wedding in 1981) for 3 days in Reno on our summer RV trip, 5 days later, he took a nap and died in his sleep (he was 73 but other than being mostly blind, he was very fit).
Unattended and unexpected deaths involve police, and waiting for the coroner and cleaning up the inevitable mess. These are things I’ve never dealt with. I talked my brother and my son through it, but from a distance. (My girlfriend and her caretaker [my girlfriend has Parkinson’s] are both nurses, so it was nothing new for them.)
My 88 year old father is moving in with us in 3 weeks. I hope I can maintain my direct death naivety for awhile longer. I’m sorry my son has lost his.