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Pamelajac's avatar

Six years ago, my husband of fifty one years died after fifteen years of muscle deterioration. We knew what it was and how it would end for eleven of those fifteen years. We built our lives around keeping him active and talking often about how we felt about where we were in the process of letting go. We both worked a portion of that time, lived among the people we loved and took care of each other. Communication each day was primary. We worked through many issues.

I never thought of the phrase anticipatory grief, but it describes my experience (our experience). Yes, it made it less stressful to accept the finality of life ending and there is gratitude in my heart for that.

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Rachel Shenk's avatar

I had anticipatory grief with both parents. I found it to be a time of richness and meaningfulness as we spoke about so many things. And those moments then carried me at and after their deaths. Still miss them…

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