I flew to Washington (state) on Saturday and was able to see my mom one last time. She died peacefully early Sunday morning. She was 83 and had Alzheimer’s. It is possible she had a stroke within the past two weeks. She was sitting in a chair when my brother and sister-in-law and I went to see her. She was not able to speak, but it was clear that she knew we were there. She made eye contact with us several times. She also squeezed my hand when I told her I loved her. I truly believe she held on until my brother and I could see her one last time. My other brother who lives in Washington had seen her two days earlier. The funeral will be in Wisconsin, so my family and I will be driving there next week. I felt pretty good while in Washington, but I’m feeling pretty crummy today. I flew back to Colorado late last night. Today I feel like I’m going into a flare. Sore throat, sore muscles and joints, headache. All the usual stuff. I guess I’m not surprised. I have to go back to work tomorrow. And I definitely need to recover before this road trip to Wisconsin. I’m just so grateful that I was able to see her one last time and was able to say goodbye and tell her how much I loved her. That was a blessing.