Mother's Day

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Mom died today. 

No way to get around that. And it is not remotely surprising; she had a stroke a couple weeks ago, and before that a subdermal hematoma. She was in assisted living, and then in hospice. 

She got her BS in Math from University of Kentucky in 1958, she moved to New Mexico to pursue a Master's Degree (and found Dad instead, so that's okay). She helped put people into space, and on the moon, and brought them back. She was on the team that tracked the Space Shuttles. She walked out of a job when they told her "We'd give you a raise, but since your husband just got one, we are not going to." Dad also quit his job (they both worked for the same company, at the time). She told the story of her family, of listening to the Radio after Pearl Harbor was attacked, as men were called up for the draft. She was so proud of me, when I earned my Masters Degree. 

  She had four children, 10 grandchildren, one great grandchild.

She made the absolute best fried chicken, and Senate White Bean Soup, and Chocolate Mousse. She taught me (all of us) to cook by telling us  to sit down, watch her make the thing, and take notes. She shared her recipes, when she had them. Though the time I asked for a Pecan Pie recipe, she instead sent me the family Derby Pie recipe. Which is Chocolate Bourbon Pecan pie (the bourbon and chocolate are "optional (yeah, right!)". That is exactly as written. It is how she made the pie, as she was taught by my Great  Aunt Willie. 

It is right, it is proper, it is fair. 

It still sucks.