My mum has been gone for 8 years. She died far too young. That said, if there is one thing I miss more than anything about her, it's her uncensored wit and sense of humour... exactly like Grace & Frankie. I don't know if it came with experience or with her social class, but I revered (as a male) her ability to swear in public like a pirate and do so with no apologies to anyone. She never tip-toed around anyone. She wasn't racist, she was just fiercely blunt. Her courage to speak up and be herself 100% of the time makes her my hero and something I long to fill the shoes of. She may not have had a lot of friends, but she didn't need it. The ones she had were loyal to her till the day she took her last breath. My dad's jealous sisters still talk shit behind her back, largely because they feared her I think and heard from her mouth what they didn't want to. Good on her. I don't know how she did it, but its the kind of bravery we could all use one in a blue moon. May she rest in peace.