A Thought About Regret

It is only too easy to compel a sensitive human being to feel guilty about anything. - Mornton Irving Seiden

I "left it all on the field" during Alison's sickness. All of my patience, determination, perseverance, and strength. But on that final fateful day, I found myself angry. I was angry for feeling hunger at such a time, for being so emotionally drained, for needing breaks, for my body exhibiting stress in all the ways that are common.

I held Ali in my arms as long as I could. I lifted her onto my lap. I laid beside her for hours, stroking her hair, telling her it was alright. That was the longest day of my life.

In the end, everyone was able to tell her goodbye. Just barely. It was as if she waited, and then snuck out when no one was watching.

I guess I just want anyone else who must endure a day like that to be prepared, and not to feel as much anger. I now know my limits; I accept them. I am disappointed, but understand.