My Great Aunt has been battling MS for the majority of her life. It's been sad to watch her body slowly deteriorate. I've felt so helpless for her as it is in my nature to help others or make things easier for them. She's been tough, strong, and courageous as she has battled this icky disease and I've always admired her for that. Unfortunately she suffered a massive stroke last week and has been in the Hospital ever since. She has been non-responsive since Sunday. The Doctors have determined that due to her MS and the severe damage caused by the stroke, it's only a matter of time until she passes. My Great Uncle made the decision to have her moved back to their home where she will receive Hospice care and eventually pass in the comforts of her home.
Death is a part of life. I get it. I understand it. But what I don't understand is why God allows some people to suffer in their last days or even moments of life? What's the good and purpose in that? I am not sure if my Great Aunt is a believer but I like to think that when anyone's "Time" comes, that there is peace, comfort, acceptance and the opportunity to SEE and BELIEVE. My heart breaks for her and my uncle. It's been a long and rough road for the both of them. My only hope and prayer is that they both feel peace and comfort during this difficult time.
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