A while ago our family lost our beloved grandmother, just a few months shy of her 98th birthday. She was very special to me; we just had that kind of bond. I still miss her voice asking, "How's my kitten?"
Her seizure was a complete shock, but not really I guess when you're 97. I was lucky enough to get to spend nine days with her in a beautiful, love-filled hospice facility. I stayed with her every moment I could, and it was then and there that I realized that caregiving was my calling.
This is my Gram and I am so happy and lucky that she influenced and guided me to a meaningful career path.
All the best!
Kelly