Two mothers, same fate

It's been a week of mixed emotions. My beloved mother-in-law who had been becoming frail as the weeks passed, was admitted into a local hospital. It was decided to put a stent into a heart valve to help her circulation. The stent did its job, but I'm not sure how to perceive it. After a couple of days of improving health and a renewed appetite, my mother-in-law had a setback, and she never regained her prior improved health. Making the matter even more of a sorrow, she died on my husband's--her oldest child and only son--birthday. Her funeral was today, and it's an understatement to say we are all walking around in varying degrees of grief.