Yesterday, 1:05pm, I got the call from the nursery home: my Oma had passed away. Quietly, alone, in her sleep. She reached the age of 100 years and 10+ months.
Oma had been in bed for the past week. She no longer wanted to live. I am so glad and so grateful that I went to visit her every day and that every time she knew it was me.
I have the memories. And loads of pictures. All is like it's meant to be.
I'm really sorry to hear that. How wonderful that you got to be with her every day at the end of her life. That is a real blessing.
Posted by melanie gao on July 30, 2008 at 09:24 AM CEST #