I just can't accept what has happened to my mom. Her death, the way she died, what the doctors did, being cheating out of goodbyes, the whole freaking thing. I can't let her go. One year and I still feel the same about her death. I got out of work early today and was close to my parents' home. Wanted to stop there but quickely changed my mind because I knew no one would be there. My mom would almost always be there. Now, my dad is always gone from the house and sometimes that mooching, cheating woman is there. In some respects, I wish, I had known my mom was going to die because I would have made sure to make some real special recent memories I could recall. I have little recent ones that year, prior to her death. We had special things we did together but not as much that year prior, and God I wish we did. I feel bad for my mom and what happened to her. I wish I had some faith in knowing she is ok, but I don't know and that makes accepting her death very hard to do. How do we come to accept their deaths with some peace in our hearts. Anyone know?
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