I can't explain the anger I feel when I think of my MIL she passed 2 years ago but it was something that could of been avoid completely. She was a drug addict I honestly do not know if she was using while or when me and my partner met. However her limbs were infected and she refused to go the doctor for it and it caused her to go septic. I can still hear my boyfriends crys when he got the call. His eyes do not shine like they did it's like apart of him died too. She missed his 21st. The birth of her first grandchild. But I'm grateful for the people she brought into this world but it's so hard to watch him go through the pain. Cause you can never replace a mom. I know all I can do is be there for him cause I know he's conflicted with his own grief. Was/is there away you helped your partner through it. I know things will never be the same for him and it breaks me to think about it.