Not sure if this will console you, but my mum suffered from alcoholism and she eventually passed away of toxicity.. so something fairly horrible. It wasn't peaceful and lovely at all. I had to deal with the funeral proceedings largely on my own because my family struggled with a lot of guilt associated with it. My dad had sort of left her for someone else and my brother always sort of held her addiction against her. I don't think they expected it. You always think you'll have another chance to say the things you don't say. Or forgive the things you claim you can't forgive.
3 years later I got a prophecy at a church from some random guy. I was just visiting and I went to the bathroom when some guy said "excuse me, you don't know me, but can I please pray for you, I have a word God wants to give you." So he starts praying for me, and then he says "I don't know what this means to you, but he wants you to know he has your mum". I literally just burst into tears.
I never had any suppressed pain or anything about it. I had a pretty rough teen life so it wasn't as if I was sheltered to pain or loss or anything at all. But for some reason it just was the most random thing that could have ever happened. Then he even gave me the name my mums nickname for me was.
Just this random barefooted guy at a church. He was visiting from PnG. Papa New Guinea.
I don't know if that consoles you at all. But that was the last thing I expected to hear or experience. It was about 3 years after she passed away in a pretty horrible way. Especially when the hospital knew my mum had a prescription drug problem and alcoholism. They gave her the equivalent of a type of morphine because she'd fallen on a heater and passed out. So she needed a skin graft and had broken her nose. So it was the mixture of the alcohol and the drugs she was given. So it could have been avoided. I'm not sure the circumstances around your loss.. but don't loose hope, you never know what tomorrow will bring. Your life can change for the better with a 3 minute phone call.