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A firefighter from our neighborhood just brought food to our door and said “I’m sorry for your loss.” I’m in tears. We should be planning a wake and a funeral for my father in law but we can’t because we can’t risk anyone getting sick from a social gathering.
We can’t mourn our loved ones properly. No one was able to say goodbye. He wasn’t given last rights. We’re all in a fog and none of this is normal. We’re all on pause while our loved ones die alone in isolation and we try to grieve. It’s all heartbreaking.
My mother in law couldn’t see her husband. She’s in quarantine and we can’t go to her or hug her or bring her grandchildren to see her. Her husband is being cremated and she won’t be able to have her family around her. This is not normal. And it will scar people forever.
We were called on Sunday morning from the nursing home saying he had a fever and wasn't feeling well. Two hours later someone calls us back and tell us he's dead. I prayed at that moment that a nurse or an aid held his hand or was kind to him before he passed away.
