My husband's granny passed away during weekend. Her death was unexpected, well as unexpected the death of someone firmly in her mid nineties can be, and sudden. We don't know the cause of death yet, but stroke or heart attack are good guesses. She died on her sleep and her SO had not waken up during the night, just found her dead at the morning. We will of course greatly mourn her, but if someone has had a full life, she had. Her life was not void of tough times, great sorrows or losses, but it was certainly eventful and her highs were also high. She lived through many historical upheavals, saw and experienced a lot. Loved a lot, laughed a lot, gained a lot, lost a lot. She was a woman I aspired to grow up to be like from the moment I met her. I will not reach that goal, but it is a worthy goal nonetheless. She was incredibly strong personality, witty, sharp, opinionated and intellectual. Not one you wanted to cross, even though she was never crass, more a steel hand covered with velvet glove. But she was also kind and compassionate and had a huge heart. She was never afraid to get her hands dirty and do what needed to be done. She had a will of steal and could work endlessly when she need to. But she was also born a Lady, she lived a Lady and died a Lady. They don't make people like her any more. Skål!