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Not one thing!!!
NOT ONE THING
I regret not showing my son enough that I loved him. I should have told him every day.
My regret is that I wasn’t able to save him this time.
Spending more time to say goodbye in the hospital. I was in such a fog, and knew he was already gone. I just didn’t take the time to spend with him. And I didn’t want his wife there, because she had told him “she didn’t care who she was with, as long as it wasn’t him.” But later I think she should have saw him like that.
I regret not laying in the bed holding my 11 year old daughter while we were in hospice for those few short hours. I sat next to her and held her hand and talked to her, but I now wished I had sat in the bed and held her in my arms one last time.
I regret that too! I was pregnant with another child and Michele had been in the hospital for 3 weeks and not once did I sleep because I was afraid she would die when I was sleeping! I sat by her and held her little hand. I laid my head by hers on the bed and I fell asleep! She passed away in those few minutes! I have never gotten over that
That I trusted the doctors taking care of him
I regret not spending more time with her when she was ill..instead I was trying to find things to make her well. I encourged her to go to John Hopkins…I wrote to the Attorney General’s office when her insurance refuse to pay for “clinical” trials. I regret I didn’t see the signs of her illness sooner…but I will never regret the times we did spend together…cuddling on the sofa watching Hallmark Christmas Movies…going with her to her boy’s football games….Just wished I could get some of that time back again.
I regret not really knowing all the good things and the kindness he showed others I regret getting mad over things that don’t matter. I regret not saying I love you more. Most of all I regret not savoring our many fun times and realizing tomorrow is not a given and the only time we have is in the moment😢💔
Not getting to say goodbye. My child died in her sleep.
I did not get to tell my child goodbye. She died in her sleep.
My adult son was killed in a car accident so my regret is not having conversations with him to let him know how much he meant to me. It is so much easier to share those feeling with a little boy, but as an adult, I felt I was more a mom who would help him out and give him advice. Now, I wish I had been more of a mom who just told him how much he was loved.
Thankfully I have no regrets whatsoever, praise God.
I find myself regretting so much. I have suffered from depression for years. I regret that I didn’t get out of bed some days just to sit and talk with my kids. That’s all they wanted was my time and love. I feel like I didn’t appreciate my kids like they deserved. Damn it! I want to go back in time and make things right.
Sometimes I wonder if I was to quick to discipline, although, never too harshly. When raising a.child, consistency and discipline is absolutely necessary. I guess, looking back, those were the only blotches on Drew’s happy life. That’s no so bad.
Maybe I just feel badly because there were times when I was tired, and had a short fuse. And I reckon that just.made my normal.