But...91 years with 3 kids, 10 grandkids, and 8 great-grandkids (so far) is a hell of a run. I love her so very much, and she's lived such a colorful life, that it is very disconcerting to see her drifting away. Much harder on her children, who looked up to her as the strong-minded matriarch who could beat the pants off of anyone in Scrabble.
I take consolation in that she's surrounded by people that love her, and if the twilight is falling, at least it's falling in a nice, warm state with lots of sunshine and hummingbirds.
Ack. Sorry. I'm getting maudlin. It's not fair. It's life. It's never fair.