I was the oldest in the sibling group. I had all the responsibility from a young age. After my father's stroke, I had to organize a lot of his care. All his day to day needs I had to take care of. One sibling lived out of town. Others had their own families and careers to worry about. One tried to help, but I never thought it was enough. The months leading up to my dad's death, there was a lot of anger and arguments about moving my dad to a nursing home. But he didn't want to go and I wanted to honor that. I felt so alone. And angry that my siblings did not give my father more time. Maybe it wasn't a reasonable expectation on my part. How do I move on? Nothing will bring my father back. But yet I still want to have a relationship with them. Yet I struggle to let go of the bitterness and anger.