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Talking with my mother long distance became a real chore for me because of her mental instability and increasing senility. She heard voices through walls, believed someone was living in the attic, saw things as real that were just fantasy, accused me of all kind of things, etc. During our last phone conversation she mentioned something about "our" pope. I gently corrected her and said he's not my pope and never will be my pope and that I was a Protestant Christian. She knew I left the RCC some thirty-five years previous and that I was a born-again Christian, like my wife. We ended the conversation cordially, at least I thought.
I find out later, from my sister, that she was so upset with my remarks my atheist brother-in-law and my sister had to rush her to an ER where she had a stroke and lost the power to speak/walk. I had one last face-to-face with her where she could only grunt. She died shortly later.
My mother was mentally ill, without a doubt and had been probably all her life. She kept her real self safely hidden away, only to be let out on special occasions. My sister could not see this, but I could and tried to warn my wife not to believe everything she said, and especially be prepared for anything my wife said to be twisted to mean something entirely different. On the other hand, my sister believed everything my mother said. Why not? It was to her advantage.
My parents will was written so my sister and I would share equally. The day after my father's funeral (my wife supplied hospice care for him, but that's another story), my mother changed the will so my RC sister (even though she had numerous occult practices) and my atheist brother-in-law were the sole inheritors of the estate. (If you are a RCC member or atheist/agnostic, I mean no disrespect and I hope you believe me). I didn't find out until the day we buried my mother.
God prepared me ahead of time and I tried to prepare my wife, but she wouldn't believe it. At lunch after the burial, my brother-in-law came up to me and said "well some people win and some people lose. I guess we know where you ended up." I said something like I'm not sure what you mean and left him to whatever fate God has in store for him. God gave me so much peace about this whole situation that I could maintain a calm exterior even though I was hurt inside. We could have used that six figure inheritance to pay for some of our mounting hospital bills, but God will take care of us, one way or another.
I find out later, from my sister, that she was so upset with my remarks my atheist brother-in-law and my sister had to rush her to an ER where she had a stroke and lost the power to speak/walk. I had one last face-to-face with her where she could only grunt. She died shortly later.
My mother was mentally ill, without a doubt and had been probably all her life. She kept her real self safely hidden away, only to be let out on special occasions. My sister could not see this, but I could and tried to warn my wife not to believe everything she said, and especially be prepared for anything my wife said to be twisted to mean something entirely different. On the other hand, my sister believed everything my mother said. Why not? It was to her advantage.
My parents will was written so my sister and I would share equally. The day after my father's funeral (my wife supplied hospice care for him, but that's another story), my mother changed the will so my RC sister (even though she had numerous occult practices) and my atheist brother-in-law were the sole inheritors of the estate. (If you are a RCC member or atheist/agnostic, I mean no disrespect and I hope you believe me). I didn't find out until the day we buried my mother.
God prepared me ahead of time and I tried to prepare my wife, but she wouldn't believe it. At lunch after the burial, my brother-in-law came up to me and said "well some people win and some people lose. I guess we know where you ended up." I said something like I'm not sure what you mean and left him to whatever fate God has in store for him. God gave me so much peace about this whole situation that I could maintain a calm exterior even though I was hurt inside. We could have used that six figure inheritance to pay for some of our mounting hospital bills, but God will take care of us, one way or another.
