It's rough, I know. Probably the hardest thing I've ever had to encounter.
I was sitting right next to my mom when she passed away. The visual of that very moment is stuck in my mind and I hate that. I wish I had never seen the actual moment happen.
Same thing happened with my husband's grandma. I knew she was about to pass but I didn't want to walk into the hospital room to see it. I wanted the last memory I had of her to be two weeks prior, when she was making me laugh because she told my MIL to shut up.
There are lots of ways of looking at this -- on one hand, I don't want to see it happen but on the other, I was with my mom. She wasn't alone.
