Reflection

This is the day when reflections have a double meaning. 
At 23.15h granny passed away at an age of 96. She was in a hospice for a few weeks and had a cerebral infarction a few days ago and was in a coma since then.

The curious thing is, a few moments before she died she opened her eyes and looked straight at my mother and my aunt. A few moments later she was gone. 

She was ready for it, we were all, but it is still strange to let someone go while knowing you will be lying like that one day. It's quite depressing, and strange.

For now, I will go to sleep.

By the way, these reflections are from my bedroom looking at the neighbourhood.