My mother died this morning, she was 96 years old

She was a graduate of UCLA class of 1943.
She was a wonderful person and my best friend.
She was a mathematical engineer and worked her whole career on Guidance Controls systems for Cruise Missiles. She is the one that taught me about all the glaring holes in General Relativity.
She was the one that got me interested in UFO's and did not believe that humans came from this rock. She once told me, "the reason that man is always restless, he wants to return home but that home is not on this rock."
After 9/11 I was out of work for a few years and I got to spend some valuable time with her. We must have played 500 games of Scrabble, she loved that game. She is the one who taught me all the good seven letter words and how to play them on a triple as well as a couple of doubles, for a one word scored of over 225 points. She smiled when I started playing them on her.
She is the one I called every week if I had issues or not, and if I had issues she always had good advice. She started work when I hit the 5th grade; I was such a handful she decided to make us kids, latch key kids, nothing wrong with that; in fact it helped cement a feeling of self dependence to not have mom there dictating our every move.
Hers was a good soul, she was very self examined and could change herself on will.
She proof read my first book. Nobody I know has read more books then she has. She told me that starting at a very early age she had read a book a week for most of her life, I figure that is around 4500 books. Her favorite genre was crime / mystery.
She was born December 19, 1919 and died January 12, 2016.
She loved all her children , grand children, great grand children and husband  very much.
I am already missing her.