

My great-grandmother passed away this morning. She was ill and we were all quite prepared for the worse. But it still came like a shock.
The first picture is from Christmas eve two years ago, she's holding my cat Spöke. Now I miss them both:(
The second picture of her cute crooked fingers is from her 95th birthday last spring, the day she got her nails painted for the first time and asked if it will stay on until her next birthday.
Luckily I went to see her on Tuesday and we looked through a photoalbum for the last time together. She will be so missed.