When it rains it pours.

My mother-in-law passed away this morning. 

I was in a work call when I heard a very pained cry from my husband. I excused myself from the call, ran to him and heard the news.

We drove to her place. The paramedics were still there when we arrived. She had been struggling in the morning and called 911. She had stopped breathing by the time the paramedics arrived.

My husband was able to spend Thursday with her. He took her to lunch and later to a medical appointment. He wishes he could have spent more time with her, but is happy the way their day went. 

We are at her place now. We are waiting for the paramedics and police to finish the paperwork.

My husband and his brother have access to her cell and are triangulating her last hours through the text messages. They have also started the unenviable job of collecting and processing her paperwork.