My friend‘s dad passed away recently after a long long condition and she was lucky enough to be able to spend the final months with him after a lung transplant, which wasn’t successful when she talked about being with him I felt empathy, but wasn’t emotional and then she mentioned her mom who has been divorced from her dad for 20 years and mentioned how extremely helpful she was to take care of The grandchildren while my friend spent those last days at the hospital with her dad all very normal I thought, but then she said this sentence at the end even my mom couldn’t stand it so she came to the hospital, sat next to his bed and held his hand that sentence listening to it brought me to a complete meltdown. There’s something both extremely sad, but also beautiful that after so many years of separation and barely any contact someone can still have so much kindness for a person they spend so many years with It’s more profound in my opinion than the same situation between people who have been together their whole lives maybe I thought about my parents and how they’re getting older and my dad being by himself and having only me as his second wife and his parents and his brother all passed away in the last 10 years and maybe that made me wonder whether my mom Would come and sit by his bed if he was dying in a hospital made me think of love and connection and how my dad even after so many years often says my mom was the love of his life, but my mom is with my stepdad now and I wonder if she still feels any sort of connection with my dad.