The, “what ifs,” are taking over. I am currently wide awake, anxiety ridden. Can’t sleep. Thinking of my mom. Wondering if I could have done things differently? What if I didn’t encourage her to move? What If I spoke out more?
I should have said more to my mom and taken better advantage of time with her? I keep replaying the phone calls of my telling me how scared she was to die. Having to hear my mom’s anxiety and panic. Yet be kept away. It’s NOT OK!
I cannot forgive what certain groups of people put my mom, myself and millions of others through…..
