My mother passed on Tuesday May 26 and everything since I can't sleep.... She was my life, my whole world. Every time I try to sleep my mind starts racing with the why's, and maybe I could have done more things, and the what could I have done different... She was 75 and fell on March 5th and broke her hip and had surgery on March 7th and went down hill after that with refusing to eat and refusing therapy and everything in the nursing home/rehabilitation center.... I miss her so much!...
It doesn't feel like it now, but it will get better in time. I hope that soon the memory of her last days fade and you remember the mother you had before she fell.