The emptiness of George’s departure permeates their residence, his presence enduring in the shirt Mariana grips nightly. However, it wasn’t his passing that devastated her… it was her stepdaughter Susan’s insistence on inheriting his wealth. When she reluctantly agreed, an unexpected twist left Susan enraged and Mariana strangely content.
Progressing past the death of a dear one is always challenging. At times, I still sense my husband George’s voice echoing in my mind. I awaken holding his cherished shirt, his fragrance still clinging to the material. Yet, as I mourned him, my stepdaughter’s actions… they utterly broke me…
I am Mariana, aged 57, wed to the kindest man, George, for 25 years. He had a daughter, Susan, aged 34, from an earlier marriage.
Our bond with Susan was once good. She addressed me as “Mom” and filled the gap in my heart from not bearing my own children. I never viewed her as “another’s” child. I cherished her as my own daughter, truly.
When Susan wed her chosen partner, George and I were thrilled. But then, everything deteriorated when George received a terminal cancer diagnosis.
Susan’s visits reduced from weekly to monthly, then ceased entirely. She seldom visited her father, occasionally phoning to inquire about his health.
One day, she posed a question that tore me apart. “How long does he have left?”
Clutching the phone tightly, my voice shook. “Susan, your father isn’t an item with an expiration date.”
“I just need to know, Mom. I’m swamped, you know that… I can’t come by often,” she responded.
“Swamped?” I repeated, my tone filled with disbelief. “Too swamped to visit your dying father?”
She exhaled deeply. “Look, I’ll attempt to come soon, okay?”
But that “soon” never materialized.
Then, the dreaded day arrived. The hospital informed me that George had passed away peacefully.
I was devastated, barely able to stand as the reality sank in. My beloved George, gone.
Shockingly, Susan didn’t attend his funeral. When I called her, she promptly excused herself.
“I’m expecting, Mom,” she stated, her tone strangely indifferent. “The doctors advised against lengthy travel due to some medical concerns.”
I swallowed hard, holding back tears. “But Susan, it’s your father’s funeral. Don’t you wish to bid him farewell one last time?”
“I can’t jeopardize my baby’s health,” she curtly replied. “You understand, right?”
I didn’t, not truly, but I nodded silently, forgetting she couldn’t see me. “Of course, dear. Take care.”
As I sat near my husband’s coffin, I couldn’t dismiss the notion that our relationship had irrevocably changed.
Six months post-George’s death, I was startled by a loud knock at my door. Opening it, I saw Susan and her husband Doug, along with a severe-looking man in a suit.
Susan entered without greeting. “Mom, we need your signature on some documents.”
Baffled, I blinked. “Which documents?”
Doug handed me a stack of papers, including a blank sheet. “Just sign these. They’re for transferring all the properties into our names.”
NFL reporter confirms passing of 2-year-old daughter after cancer diagnosis
Reporter for the NFL Doug Kyed disclosed that his daughter, who was two years old, died nine months after receiving a devastating diagnosis of leukemia.
Little Hallie Kyed reportedly suffered the devastating blow in April 2023. Doug, her father and a Boston Herald employee, announced on Instagram that his daughter had lost her battle in January 2021.
After Hallie underwent a bone marrow transplant and relapsed, Kyed disclosed that things had become worse.
Doug writes, “On Sunday morning, while Jen and I were holding her hands in bed, Hallie passed away peacefully in her sleep.””Without Hallie, we’re sad and totally lost. Never again will our lives be the same.
Doug stated in a letter after Hallie’s relapse that the family was making an effort to maintain optimism in spite of the clear challenges facing his daughter.The reporter stated at the time, “I’m choosing to stay positive.”
“Hallie has overcome every challenge that AML has set in her path thus far. This will undoubtedly be her hardest test yet, but our spirited little Hallie Bear is more than capable of taking it on.
Nevertheless, Doug acknowledged that “we held out hope for remission because of how brave, strong, and resilient Hallie had been through her entire nine-month battle with acute myeloid leukemia and all of its complications,” adding that “the whole family spent special time at the hospital last week.” Doug added, “Knowing the prognosis was poor when she relapsed after her bone marrow transplant.”
Acute myeloid leukemia, according to the American Cancer Society, begins in the bone marrow and swiftly spreads to the blood. After that, it may spread to the central nervous system, liver, spleen, and lymph nodes.
Doug told the Boston Herald that since his daughter’s diagnosis last year, he had spent over half of his nights at Boston’s Children Hospital.
He clarified, “My wife and I have alternated between taking care of Hallie and our 5-year-old, Olivia, at home.
Jen, Doug’s wife, on the other hand, said that losing her daughter left a void in her heart.
Jen Kyed said, “There is an enormous hole in my heart, and the pain is unbearable.” “I’ll never be able to comprehend how or why something so terrible could occur.”
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