I am still here, and will start posting again this week. We had to move my mother to a home, her dementia had gotten to the point that my dad could not take care of her anymore. I flew home so that I could spend some time with her before she went. It was a good trip. Some of the time she knew who I was, the rest of the time she thought I was her brother. Regardless, I got to spend some quality time with her and that is all that matters.