My mum died last night, after a 2 year struggle with cancer. My dad, sister and I have spent the last 3 weeks taking turns to sit with her in hospital 24/7, while she's pumped so full of pain-killers that she barely recognized us. Lowlights: once she asked me to help her get up so she could get ready for school (ok, that was a little funny), another time she wanted to know where her parents were (her mum has been dead for 40 years, her dad for 10). She also kept wanting to know when she'd be well enough to go home. Highlights: I guess the open love and affection I felt free to show her for the first time in a long time.
It's been hard to deal with, but at least she's out of pain now. I don't mean that at all as a platitude. I have no idea how our family is going to hold together without her, though. She was the ESFP glue that held us introverts together. I imagine that dad, an INTJ, will disappear out into the bush for a few months. I doubt very much that he'll ever remarry, even though she's told him to (and even suggested candidates). She had a really full life, and travelled all over the world. My biggest regret for her is that she never had grandchildren. So...yeah. That's that.