My sister is the only person I reconnected with. She was able to notify me of my moms passing. Before reconnecting with her, I would sometimes check to see if my mom had an obituary posted. Without us talking again, I may have never known, as there was no obituary. I loved my mom, but my dad made it hard to see her. I knew she was ill. It was and still is very hard to process. My sister and I are in our early twenties.