I‘ve often struggled with the whole concept of being a person who‘s father is dying. We all know that it is quite acceptable that if a person‘s family member is dying of cancer, say, all the understanding in the world should be afforded that family member through a very difficult time, but that is when the illness lasts only weeks or months. What about when a family member is dying for years?? After all aren‘t we all dying each day, in some way? And then there‘s the conundrum, of here I am spending all of this time and effort grieving my father when I know logically it is entirely possible that Mum could get run over by a car tomorrow! But then there‘s that word, ‘logically‘ so little of this all seems to have any logic to it, how can I base my reactions on logic when what is happening makes no sense whatsover?? Anyway i thought I'd post these thoughts to see what others think. It can be so frustrating when you seem to be suffering a grief equal to that of someone who's loved one dies suddenly (or at least a heck of a lot quicker) and noone outside the situation can really understand. Iknow the people at my work think I'm overreacting to Dad's condition, as someone said the other day to me (when I was saying to a woman who's son had a head injury in a car accident but has now recovered, that I understood how terrible it must have been for her),...<put on a real twangy nasal Australian accent for this> "Yeah but your Dad's been dying for years!"