Oh, one more thing! Before my mother passed away, I literally had a recurring dream that I won the lottery. In my dream I bought my mom the cutest, cleanest, most charming house in her little home town. (She never owned a house in her lifetime.) I hired a gardener and housekeeper. Then I went to visit her out of the blue and surprised her with the key to the front door.
I always hated it when I woke up from that dream! Oh what joy that would have been. Now she is living in a palace with her Maker. She finally lives in the home of her dreams.