I just returned from a quick Christmas visit with my mom in Florida.  My mom misses my Dad more than she can ever explain.  She misses the person she used to be.  She misses being able to knit beautiful sweaters.  She misses the way her brain used to work.
I am so proud of my mom.  My mom is the one person in the world who has taught me more about life and living than anyone else.  She truly is my hero.
Moral of the story... Kiss your mom.  Hug her tight.  And knit all the beautiful sweaters you can.