Change

My wonderful Grandma passed away last Wednesday with my mother and myself by her side. We knew her time to go was near but I didn't realise it was going to be that day. It was like everything lead up to that moment and the universe made me be there. Gran was 92 years of age with no memory loss, dementia or such. On the morning of her passing I was visiting Mum and Gran and dropping off some groceries. For some reason I kept staying there. I helped Mum change her bandages on her weepy legs, wash and change her, lift her into her wheelchair and change her bed. I massaged her hands with some cream and she lightly gripped my hand. 20 minutes later grans eyes changed before my eyes and her breathing was different. We held gran until she passed. It has be the saddest feeling I have ever experienced. I'm thankful that she didn't die alone in hospital. I will miss her dearly.
Gran was mother to two children, grandmother to 8 grandchildren, great grandmother to 17 great grandchildren as well as a beloved sister, aunt and friend.
She told me once she never enjoyed the weekend since pop, her husband died 37 years ago. Well now she will see him again.