I got a phone call from my Dad yesterday morning, just as I was getting ready for work. As soon as he said hello I knew what had happened.
Nan died yesterday morning.
She'd come home from the hospital last weekend - they could no nothing more for her and she hated being there - so she was happy at home and she wasn't alone. Anne and her kids are staying there, and I would imagine that Brenda may have been there too. And of course her beloved dachshund too (named Bruce Willis.... My Nan's great!) so I guess if there are good ways 'to go' she got one.
I'm not up to posting a lot about this just yet. Maybe later, maybe not at all. In the meantime, I'll just share a photo of this wonderful woman I love and will miss forever.