(Ottawa, ON, Canada)
My Nana died April 18th, 2013, in hospital in Ireland. My dad had phoned me at 7am that morning to tell me she was going into a bit of organ failure. I hadn't talked to her in a while, but my mother had gone to visit her, so I had been getting updates that she was doing alright, and hopefully would be leaving the hospital soon. Alas it was not to be..5hrs after the phone call, I was told she was dead. I never got the chance to talk to her again, and now its too late. The last words I said were "see you this summer". I even missed the funeral because of a snowstorm, had my bags packed for the 8am flight and everything. I miss her so much, and haven't been able to get any sort of closure. Its really difficult. I miss her every day, and I know I'll carry the guilt for the rest of my life...its awful.