When someone dies

I have a friend whose mother is dying and I thought back when my mother died almost two years ago. How I miss the human companionship, the smell, the eyes. Mother was quite confused at the end and somewhat crazy even and when you go through it it drives you up the wall but now I can see some humor in it. I had purchased a car before mother died and took mother along for the purchase and she gave her blessings to the purchase. No sooner did I have it at home than she told me she hated the car. Told me she could not understand why I bought it and actually tried to refuse to ride in it. Then she told every visitor about the car! It was a big story for her to tell and she never got tired of it. Well, mother died and I still drive the car.