My 93 year old grandmother passed away early Thursday morning. She fell two weeks ago and broke her elbow and has been on a downward slide ever since. She was miserable with pain from her elbow and was ready to go. The night before her doctor saw her and thought that all was well, but it was her time to go.
She died on my grandfather’s birthday and will be buried on Monday, their anniversary. We are having the family night at a funeral home in their tiny southwest VA town on Sunday night.
I am her only granddaughter and am like her in so many ways. We look alike, act alike, and enjoy many of the same things. Granny was a gardener, a great cook, she loved to socialize and entertain, and she was a superb flower arranger. She was very active in her garden club and she did the flowers for her church nearly every Sunday.
I will miss Granny, but it is a blessing that she is no longer suffering. She was in a nursing home for six years and hated it. I know that she is now in a better place.