For what it's worth, I agree. My Mom had Alzheimers. In my mind, she died 5 years before her body did. The only reason I actually went to the hospital was so we as her children and her guardians, could give instructions to them that she not be resuscitated. And it was good to see my siblings. Otherwise, I would have stayed home. Every family is different. Stress levels are really high during the death of a family member. I was lucky my sister handled most of it. She cleaned and dispensed photos and knick-knacks. Mom became a pack rat when she got Alzheimers. It was a mess. Best of luck dealing with the final details. I suspect there will be more prickly feelings. Hugs!