I had planned to go see mom 3 weeks before she died.
I didn’t. I was exhausted. We were working 12 hour days, I was not sleeping well. I was still grieving the death of a good friend. I was still gripped by the silent grief of a childless mother.
My guilt is endless. My grief is bottomless. Guilt and Grief interplay in my mind endlessly.
What I wouldn’t give to go back and change that decision.