My mother’s long struggle with Alzheimers is over.

She died on the morning of January 6th, 12 1/2 years after her diagnosis.

I thought I’d said goodbye to her hundreds of times, as she slipped away from me slowly.

But this last goodbye was by far the hardest.

I took many videos of her over the years, and they are a comfort to me now, as I try and figure out how to live in this world without my parents, with grace and gratitude.

Here’s one of my favorite videos, shot when I walked into Riva’s room and woke her up from a nap a few years ago: