Thank you Norm,
I replay my clips I took of mom folding that little towel and humming that tune in her head. Hard to even fathom such a small feat, making me well up in tears of pride at her retention and vocalization of a past memory in her brain. It really did blow my mind at her little song.
Then comes the hard part of that day. After we ate, and some normal progression would have been clean up and brush teeth etc before I have to kiss n hug her goodbye. But by then, she got sad, and hid her face under her pillow. Had to leave with her in an apparent unhappy state. Poor Ma.