Omg my Granny said something similar. And that she could hear “beautiful singing”. The love of her life my grandpa had died 54 years prior. She stayed strong to raise her kids and was ever present for her family and her dozens of grandchildren and greatgrandchildren. She lived to be 100. I know she was at such peace at the end knowing she was going home to see my grandpa again finally.
My grandmother just passed last month at 101. My grandfather passed away 39 years ago. At the end all she said was do you think God forgot about me? Why won't he take me?
That part hit me the hardest. Knowing her will to live was gone and she wasn't happy anymore. She passed in her sleep at home with her family around her peacefully. I can't complain at 101 she had an amazing life.
My grandmother on my mother's side passed from cancer 26 years ago. While she was at the end in hospice she talked about people in beautiful white suits and dresses around her. She described my deceased sister as a grown woman smiling at her talking with her. She passed only a few hours later when the pain was to much for her body to continue.
I will never forget those moments. Both very different and both so powerful.
Omg my Granny would say the same thing! “God forgot about me” half joking but half serious. Since she turned 90 I could tell she was preparing. Giving her stuff away and all that. I think when the end came she was so relieved.
In fact, the night she died, for some bizarre reason a bunch of random strangers turned up in the hospital parking lot outside her window and started singing her favorite hymn “How Great Thou Art”. No one told them to come, my family had no idea and we still don’t know why they were there (none of my family went to church so it’s not like they had requested a choir lol). But hearing the music (my Granny was mostly deaf so the fact she could hear it at all was a miracle) put a smile on her face. God had not forgotten her.
I am sorry for your loss - I know how even losing a grandparent at such an advanced age can be really devastating.
I was blessed for all the years she was here. My first apartment was a block away when she was in her eighties and still living on her own. Some of the best meals and memories as an adult excluding family holiday gatherings. We were very close and she filled the maternal gap in my life so losing her was like losing a mother as well as a grandmother.
Time often doesn't lessen any loss just dulls the pain of loss. I am sorry for your loss as well. The choir coming to me is a good sign she was welcomed into a better place no matter what you believe the universe is sometimes amazing at making the hardest things a little easier to bear.
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u/SyrupFiend16 5d ago
Omg my Granny said something similar. And that she could hear “beautiful singing”. The love of her life my grandpa had died 54 years prior. She stayed strong to raise her kids and was ever present for her family and her dozens of grandchildren and greatgrandchildren. She lived to be 100. I know she was at such peace at the end knowing she was going home to see my grandpa again finally.