I used to be a real genealogy nut, researching the lines and always on the hunt for new family. I met a descendant of my great great grandfather, who suprisingly only lives about 40 miles away, and we visited, and shared information. He was still teaching at that time, and I was tending the grandkids, so, even though we didn't actually lose complete contact, we were out of touch. With the new, higher speed internet, I kind of did some surfing, and found 'Danny's' new email address. It bounced...but he had posted his new phone number, so I called him, and we talked about 30 minutes. He gave me some new information on a brother of my great grandmother, and I shared a couple of names with him. He's found the location of a couple of graves that had been 'lost', and I offered to donate toward putting markers there, so they won't be lost, again.
These are the things I missed doing,while caring for others. And though I am sorry things happened as they did, and they got themselves in the fix they are in, with their caregivers, I no longer am devastated. I can go back to my life, without feeling I've abandoned them, and someone else gets to deal with it.