My mom passed away early this afternoon. In her 91 years and almost three months she was a schoolteacher, a library volunteer, raised three kids, and helped out immensely with numerous grandchildren. For a while after her stroke back in January she was making enough progress that we thought she might be able to move out of the rehab facility and go back to regular assisted living someday. However, over the past couple of months it's become obvious that wasn't going to happen. I saw her around the middle of the day today and knew it wasn't going to be much longer, but I really thought we were looking at another week or so. However, the call came from my brother about an hour later, letting me know that she was gone.
I'll still be blogging. I finished reading a book yesterday that I want to talk about, and there are still movies to be watched and writing news to report. So I'll be around.
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