My grandfather died on Saturday. He was 92 and in failing health, but he was a tough old coot and I thought he'd never give up. He started to really fail the day before Thanksgiving and told my mom last week that he knew it was 'his time'... he died peacefully at home, not in any pain and just went to sleep. My mom and grandmother were both with him when he passed.
My poor mother - to lose her husband and less than 3 months later to lose her father. I can't even imagine her pain. I'm so sad for both losses, I can't even grasp how sad she must be.