My lovely elderly Dad died 3 weeks ago. I'm still getting flashbacks of his last days when I did all I could to help him. He was declining for a few weeks and we had lots of opportunity to talk and be open and he said he was happy with me as a daughter and he knew I was busy with my full time job and 2 teenagers. However as soon as I knew he was dying I felt an overwhelming feeling of guilt that I didn't make more time for him. It was too late. He lived in a lovely home with great staff and was well looked after. He came for lunch every Sunday. I rang him every other evening and ran errands for him. I took him out sometimes (but not often enough) My family loved him and my husband had a great relationship with him. I should have popped in more to see him and I always thought I would but never got round to doing it regularly, only when I was helping him with something. I was always rushing around, sorting out teenage problems, seeing friends, keeping fit and of course f/t work but I should have made more time. Feeling gutted, stupid, guilty and there's nothing I can do as its too late. I just didn't think about him dying. Has anyone else felt like this? I've searched the Bereavement threads but no-one has mentioned this. Am I the only one?