Today my dad's mom, my Oma, died suddenly at the age of 93. As always, writing has become the best form of therapy to cope with what has happened. Sometimes six words is all you need to encompass how you feel.
I am sorry for your loss. When my moms went to the hospital for the last time my brother and one of my cousins smugled a 6 pack of beer into her room (she was in a coma) and they talked about and toasted her life (she was 95) and I can't think of a better way of hounering her. Thank You