One of the worst parts of the grieving process is thinking about all the what-ifs.
What if I had taken my mom to the doctor before she got sick?
What if I didn’t visit enough while she was at the care home?
What if she thought I had abandoned her in her last days?
What if I had brought the dogs to her?
What if I didn’t do everything I could have?
I could go on, but just typing this out is making me cry. I’m guessing this is just my delayed reaction to the past week, but who knows.