My great Auntie Margy, my mother's mother's sister, is 96 years old. She has been living on her own in her little house in Maghull until only about a year ago. She is a lovely, smart, feisty old gal and though I have only seen her when I've visited England, and once when she came to Canada many years ago, she is someone I love and respect. I find it so heartwarming to see how loved she is by the family here. Both my aunts are devoted to her as she is the last remaining of her generation still living, and the closest relative to my grandmother. She never married or had children but lived a rich and purposeful life. As her health begins to fail, she has made it clear she does not want to go into hospital and it seems that her time is near. I am so thankful that she is surrounded by many family members who visit her regularly - I think she has a visitor every day - and in her final days, she will be loved greatly. It doesn't matter the age, when someone you love passes, it is very sad. I know she will feel loved and honoured no matter when her time comes, but most of all, she will not be alone. Having said that, she is pretty strong and may rally again, but she tells us that she has told Our Lady of Lourdes that she is ready anytime.
God bless her!
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