Mom died last week.
She lived a full, independent life and loved her family and flower garden. She didn't like the gophers though.
The night before she passed, she got quite active: primping her hair and face, mouthing as though she was carrying on conversations, smiling, waving and patting someone on the head.
My brother, sister-in-law and I were there when she left us on Tuesday. All her kids and grand-kids got to say good-bye and tell her we loved her.
She had the best nurse at the end and we discovered that her yardman was now an aide at the hospital. He came and took care of her one day.
I'm glad she's at peace now and with family.