Things are out with the dad situation. He was gone when I woke up at 9.30am. Text later saying he wasn't coming home for lunch. I couldn't refraining myself and text "mom was right". Mom would say she had a feeling the minute she'd passed away that woman would bounce. He only came back home at 6.30pm. When he asked what I meant with my text, a fraction of a second I thought about lying, deflecting the situation, saying it was meant for my brother or something but it needed to be outed and from his face he knew I knew.
It's not a question of grieving. I'm not stupid, he's only 50 and I knew he'd found someone and not in 10 years. It's a question of whom. This woman he's seeing is/was a friend of his for years. He met her through his work. They'd text from time to time, he'd help with some housework. She left her husband 2 years ago, just a couple of months before mom was diagnosed. Dad said nothing ever happened as long as mom was alive, that it's not some sort of conspiracy. I believe him. But when you look how things worked out... i just feel like she's been waiting on the side for the spot to be free. He says it's been hard going through mom's stuff this week, seeing old pictures... that he needed a friends and she was there. That she's always been there, helping him, explaining him some stuff of mom's cancer and when his dad was dying (she's an OR nurse) blablabla but he never ever talked to us, to the cancer team, or anyone when I felt like I was all alone holding mom's situation but he turned to her. Her. I can't help feeling like she's always been there in the shadows. Like I said I knew he'd find someone else and I'd have been happy for him. Really. But anyone but her. I said I never ever want to hear about her, to see her or even worse see her in our house. He said she's feeling bad about this, that she knew mom didn't like her and is anxious about me and my brother. She can only imagine 10% of what I'm feeling about her right now. I don't hate her or him. I don't know her and never want it to change. I just hate that she was there that it had to be her.
He says he's sorry for disappointing me. I'm not at least I don't think I am. I'm just heartbroken, devastated, feeling both sad, empty and full of angst at the same time. I'm angry at myself for reacting this way and at him for falling for her and at her for being there.