Goodbye Nathalie

Can I just say that this month has been a rough one so far and it's only half-way through. Not only have The Bossman and I been dealing with Taylor's declining health, we have had to deal with the declining health of his mother. We've spent the last few backs going back and forth from hospital to care home to hospital...a crazy merry-go-round of emotions.

The Bossman's mother passed away yesterday afternoon and she is finally at peace. Even though I know The Bossman is happy her suffering is over, I know he will be grieving. However, the journey getting her to her final peace has been very emotionally draining for him.

The Bossman's parents have been married for 65 years. They met when his mom was 14 & his dad was 18. That's a lot of time together. Unfortunately, sometimes, it makes it hard to let go when it is time for one to pass on.

While The Bossman and his siblings knew the end was near, his dad was suffering from a huge, but understandable case of denial. This resulted in her last few days being ones that were filled with needless pain. I kind of know how he feels. Am I going to be able to make the right decisions for Taylor when it comes time or am I going to want to hold on to her for my sake and cause her pain?

Those are some serious issues that you don't know how you are going to handle until that time comes. All I could do was to support The Bossman as he tried to support his dad. I am glad that I got to know his mother even though it was only for a short time…4 years.

What's so funny is how she took to Taylor much to everyone's surprise. Not to imply that she was mean or anything, but she was already suffering with Parkinson's when Taylor and I met her and The Bossman said she was a little "grumpy"…but not with Taylor. She's the one that referred to herself as "grandma" when talking to Taylor…again, another surprise.

She was nice to me and I knew that she liked me. That's a big thing considering I was with the baby of the family and usually no female was good enough for him. Sometimes I still think that's true. He's an awesome man from an awesome family and I'm glad that they always make me feel like a part of it. They made Taylor and I feel welcome when we moved 2000 miles away from our family.

As far as making the right decisions for Taylor…I know I don't have to make them alone so that takes away a great deal of the fear. I know The Bossman will always put what is best for Taylor ahead of what my feelings might be and that he will gently guide me to the right path.

Right now I am his support during his loss. One day, he will be mine.