My grandmother passed away today at the age of 93.  She had hip surgery last week and did not come out of it well.  She seemed to be doing very well earlier in the week but was transferred to hospice on Friday afternoon.  I was very fortunate to see her Friday morning in one of her last lucid states.  She told me over and over that she loved me and called me her ‘sweet girl’, which she often did.  I was very close to my grandmother.  We had a special relationship and it was difficult to watch her struggle these past four years.  I know that she is in a better place now.