Five hours before she died, I said thank you

stay mad at her. She passed away in 2015. And five hours before she passed away, I say thank you for everything. At that moment I saw in her face she was incurable. I saw in her face acceptance of, okay, I did it in the best way I could, because she couldn't do it better. And therefore I can still stay mad at my mother or can say, okay, because she was drunk every night, I learned how to read people.