Every time when I leave the hospital, I always look back and tell my mother a second bye bye. I was unsure when would be the last time I would see her.
The last time I visited her was on a Saturday, two days before she passed away. I didn't talk much with her or do much with her. I sat on the chair for some time, I only spoke very shortly with her and I did not stay late. It was only a one hour visit. But I heard her voice that night for the first time after a week, because she had been intubated. And I told her that 'Ma, didn't hear your voice for a long time'.
I regret not spending more time with her.
I regret not visiting her the day she passed away.
I regret not having a last chitchat with my mum.
I miss you so much, mother.
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