I hate it that my dad has passed away so now I can never spend another moment with him again. I have some of his clothes that I inherited, but I can't see them as mine. They still feel like they belong to him. Things like that are the closest I have to him now.
I used to argue with him quite a bit, and I hated working on projects together with him, but now that he's gone...it would be worth the tradeoff to have him back.
I hate it that my mother is getting old. All her friends are passing away. 2024 has been a rough year for her. Now she lives by herself and only has one friend left from the old days in the neighborhood. None of her kids live near her.