A mother that is in horrible grief and it is very hard to believe that it COULD have been avoided. THAT would drive me nuts.
So, in her grief, it may be easier to accept it just was going to happen no matter what.
I know that my mother never recovered fully from the death of my brother on Okinawa in WWII. When I went home right after and on furlough before being shipped to the Pacific I could see a frail mother numbed by the tragedy. My mother told me about the kind officer who told about condolences from the POTUSA. He gave her a folded flag and a window display. I can remember the anguish in her eyes because I was going overseas.Fortunately I came back but my mother was still walking around with memories of my brother. There is nothing in God’s creation greater than a mother’s love for the child that was of her flesh.