At 3:20 a.m. GMT today (9:20 p.m. EST) my Gran passed away. From what we can tell, she had some Irish music blasted in her room and watched some Daniel O’Donnell on DVD.
The nurse phoned to say her breathing was shallow and to come out, not even ten minutes later, she was gone. We spent some time with her in the hospital, equally crying and laughing over things.
I was the last to see her around 4 p.m. and spent an hour with her. She didn’t elude to anything (she wouldn’t have wanted to worry any of us) but I could almost sense it. And I know she knew.
As a backtrack, the day I walked into her room for the first time, her face lit up and she smiled. What a blessing that was to me. I have a feeling she waited for me. I know she spoiled me in life, I was her only grand-daughter. She will be missed.
Depending on what the airline says, we may be here now till 05 April rather than leaving on the 25th. Thank you everyone for your support, you have no idea what it really means to me. I love you all.