Yes, those were my exact feelings too. When my wife and I got the news that she was being taken to the hospital, we rushed there.
When we arrived in the room she was in ... well ... she was gone. My mother in law and her brother were broken hearted. Her husband, my Grandpa Jack (what I call him), was sitting by her side, silently holding her hand. She didn't die in her own arms, he was with her the whole time. My step father in law, was standing by Grandpa Jack.
My wife lost it. I was holding little TJ and my wife's reaction was overwhelming grief ... she was extremely close to her grandma. During her pregnancy, she often mentioned that she wanted her grandma to meet TJ before she died. So ... we all knew that day was close. Anyways, a doctor had to come in and rock my wife back and forth like a little baby - she was inconsolable. I had to take care of TJ until my wife was taken out of the room and brought to a family waiting room.
After a little while, different family members showed up. I was in the family waiting room singing to TJ to calm him down. Then my grandpa Jack came in, and gave me a hug. He patted my shoulder and said "She was just making room for the little one". I told him "Life sometimes belts out a bittersweet melody, and there isn't anything we can do about it. It seems like every occasion for great joy is shadowed by another occasion of great sorrow."
He just nodded his head. I felt really awful that night - he lost his best friend. Seeing a 93 year old cry is .... indescribably painful to witness.
So yes, I agree, she was waiting to meet her great grandson before she left. When she met him for the first time - it was a very happy day
A truly great woman. I miss her terribly.
Omg, reading what your grandfather said, that about made me tear up. Such a beautiful and strong thing to say from someone who must have be so devastated. Just had to throw that out there..... wow.