My mother died nine years ago.
She would have been 89 years old today.
She always said (or claimed that her sister Bette said) that most people die on or near their birthdays. So she was predicting that she'd die around April 11th, the date she was born. And I think through sheer force of will, she pretty much made it. She died April 15th, 2001 – on Easter Sunday and just four days after her birthday. I miss her everyday, but especially on those three days every spring.