My Mom passed away early Friday from congestive heart failure. She was 93 years young. She had late stage dementia and was unable to walk. She was ill for many years...soon after my father died in 1974, it became evident to me that she was suffering from a personality disorder that rendered her to be a recluse, hoarder with extreme mood swings. My own extended family did not see the extent to which she was ill. But I understood and knew she would need me near her for as long as possible. I worked in the Bronx and visited almost daily. Finally I took her home with me . When she could no longer live with us, she entered Somerset Gardens. From May 2010 to the present she suffered from many falls and episodes of illness including a broken hip and surgery. All the while she kept asking me for the impossible....to take her home. I did have plans to get her a place of her own, and she understood I was trying to; but lost the battle too soon. Mom had one shining light in her life beside Deanna and me. She had the greatest family care aide in the world... Eda Syfrard. Eda understood her mood swings and was able to wait them out patiently. More than that you would not expect; however Eda was able to see the brilliant mind that existed beneath her torment. She is a true friend of mine. We are so thankful for the support that Eda has given us. And friends who have put up with my ranting over the years....Thank you for your everlasting patience.