My Grandma (my Mother’s mother) died last night. Mikey, the Wife, my mom, and I went to see her last night as we all knew she would be dying. She has been very unresponsive recently to everyone. I knew, however, that she would respond when I was there. We took flowers to her. I put one up to her nose and asked her how they smelled. All without opening her eyes she told me that the flowers were beautiful. I told her “just like you”, to which she gave her usual scoff whenever anyone tries to give her a compliment. I put lotion on her hands and rubbed them for a little while. She fell asleep (as she had just been given medicine). We left a little while later. I told Amanda that Grandma would die either that night or early the next morning. At about 2:30 this morning, we get called to be told that Grandma had died. It was sometime between 11:00 pm and 1:00 am MST. I’m glad that she is out of pain now and that she is reunited with her husband, my Grandfather, who died 18 years ago. I know that I will see her again. This separation is only temporary.
The director of the funeral home told my mom that perhaps President Hinckley was there to meet my Grandmother.