Eh, Connie. It's taken me 2 years and 8 months to work up the courage.

Steph, yep. And they said it multiple times. The FIRST time was a few months after his death, so no immediate shock and grief-outburst excuse to fall back on. They're mean and cruel people, who demonize anyone who doesn't fall into their carefully constructed box of the proper behaviour and attitude. I saw glimpses of it in how they talked about and treated Rob's paternal grandmother, but to be fair, his grandmother is a Class-A bitch. She abandoned all 5 of her children in an orphanage in Asheville NC to run off to MI and marry an executive with Otis Elevators. Children from a previous marriage were not conducive to catching and keeping a man of a certain standard. It was all very "Flowers in the Attic" without the incest.

I just never thought I'd be the recipient. Thirteen years with Rob, and I thought I had it made in the in-laws category. We got along, they loved my family and we spent holidays together... and BAM. I hope they rot in their own hatred.

God DAMN, that is loathesome. I'm so sorry. You didn't need that on top of your own shock and grief and complicated emotions. I hope reading the autopsy will put your mind 100% at ease.

They sound like people who always assume events are someone's fault, and since it would never be theirfault, and Rob's not there to blame, you were the natural candidate. They're also scum for managing to fling enough of that swill around that a speck managed to stick. Scrape it off as quickly as possible.

Oh we hates them. Hugs and love and wine and more hugs, my dear.

Yeah, Maria, fuck that and fuck them, his death is not your fault. What awful people. I'm glad you're rid of them, and I hope you never have to deal with them again.

Maria, I'm so glad those horrible people are out of your life. They don't deserve you. I hope the autopsy report brings you some peace.

From your lips to God's ear.

I haven't really thought about them since I moved. I have been thinking about Rob often. It's more nostalgia than anything. And good things are happening. I'm seeing someone who is pretty awesome, and gets all of this. He's an EMT and I met him at the restaurant.

The wife of a young friend of ours died in her sleep a year ago. He was in the living room, he heard her roll over, and he didn't realize what had happened until he went to bed several hours later. She had several congenital things wrong with her, and all they could figure out was her heart shifted wrong and simply stopped. It was tailor-made for bad accusations, but there was the long history of health issues. People are a hell of a lot more fragile than you'd think.

Yay for good things, Maria!

I'm seeing someone who is pretty awesome, and gets all of this.

Oh, blessed be. May I ask, how old are you? I've pretty much shrugged off the idea of anyone new, unless the universe is pretty set on the point and shoves someone my way. I met Hubby when I literally tripped over him at an SCA event, so one never knows.