My mother joined my dad this morning after being apart for five years. She passed with the same grace and dignity that she lived her life. Even with the progressive loss of mobility, speech and (toward the end) the ability to take food or water, she never complained once, always had a big smile and would laugh at my jokes. She was something else indeed. While all of us here are sad that we will never see that smile again, it is for selfish reasons and we are happy that she is finally beside my dad where she belongs. And all is right with the world.