She Could Not Blink Her Eyes

My mother passed away peacefully this evening, age 92. I was with her.

Five weeks ago, she was living independently in her own home. Whatever happened to her— there are symptoms but no diagnosis— happened fast. It was a relief that she didn’t linger.

I have already written a tribute to her here.

I have a vast and angry rant about the American health care system, but this is neither the time nor the place.