Just thinking about it now, I think she never really felt loved and appreciated by her husband and boys. She was always having missionaries over for Sunday dinner and things like that. They seemed to take for granted everything she did for them. I wish I had tried to do more for her in a nonreligious context.
I wish I felt more of a sense of peace about her. I think it is mostly the circumstances in which she died so unexpectedly.
And whatever religion is right or wrong, when you love someone, you want them to share in the promise of eternal life.