My wife’s grandpa died yesterday. The day before he died, they said he was going to be put on hospice.
He was in the hospital and his granddaughter told her grandmother she would take her to the hospital. She was going to wait until morning but the granddaughter insisted that they go right then. So her grandmother went out and saw him.
They were married in 1945 after he came back from the war. So they were married for 65 years.
He hugged her and told her he loved her. They just sat there and held each other. The nurse told her grandmother that she should tell him she would be alright if he went on. So she whispered in his ear, “I will be alright if you go on.” And he died within a few hours.