At 73, my mother died last month after a battle with Alzheimer’s. However, when my mother was alive, she was really alive. She was a giver and always moving and she was a great mother. She invested in the lives of her children, took us to events, encouraged us to pursue our dreams and congratulated us when we did well. She led others with enthusiasm, she had a smile a mile wide, beautiful blue eyes and she had an unusually …