Mother passing

One of my last memories of my Mama was her sitting in her recliner with a huge smile as I came thru the door and saying, “You see my face, big ole smile and me grumpily saying, “Yes, I see your smile but you don’t have to be so mean.” This was after I called her to see if she wanted/needed anything and her demanding what was taking me so long, she’d been waiting, waiting because someone else told her I was coming. I had repeatedly told her she’s not to listen to what others say if it’s about me. I would let her know when and if I was able to come. Now that she’s gone, I feel so bad. I wish I had ignored her mean remarks and just told her I was so happy to visit. Too late when someone passes