i have seen two of my grandparents pass away. my grandfather was in his home, i lived with him at the time. my mom had been trying to get me to come to her house for lunch all day, but i had this feeling in my gut that i needed to stay. the rest of my family showed up too. it was kind of weird in that we all knew that that was the day. he used to put out food for the foxes and even they showed up and just sat in the yard...it was surreal. then my grandmother got strep A very suddenly. she already was dealing with cancer, but the doctor said even without cancer, it's not a high recovery chance when you get strep A. she was in the hospital for a week before she passed and i went every day after school. i was holding her hand. and i didn't allow myself to cry or waver bc my mom and aunt were there and someone needed to be the glue, but i lost it when i got home. it isn't pleasant to experience, but at the same time, if they felt peace knowing i was there (if they were aware), then i would do it for everyone in my family when that time comes.