i grew up in wisconsin and moved to florida when in my 30's.  when my mother became elderly and needed someone to look out for her i was not there.  when she was on her death bed, i held her hand and prayed the rosary aloud, after which she clung to my hand and i disengaged because i was tired.  now i feel so terrible because i was not there for her in life and even on her deathbed i couldn't stay and comfort her in her most pressing hour of need.