I continue to find it challenging to write for this blog while working on my book about my mom—an overload of writing. But somehow it comes together. Like today, the third anniversary of Mom’s death. Writing about our life together, and particularly about the last two years of her life, has been healing and informative. The memory of Mom’s journey toward increasing solitude comforts me during those times when I am alone. I am reminded that in my busy world I need the balance of solitude.