Nancy, I think we need to stop beating ourselves up. I do the same thing. Maybe I should have stayed at the hospital the last night, or maybe if I would have told the nurse I was leaving, they would have told me to stay, or why didn't I offer to rub his feet or put lotion on his face or or or. If I was a better wife. Or sister. My brother kind of gets lost in the grief I have for Danny. A million ways I could have done things different. When I really think about it, I know things happened the way they were supposed to happen. All our tears won't bring them back. I miss them so much.