The thing that gets me as my grandma was dying, my sisters were sending me disturbing messages about her house and her money but she didn't even pass yet. Blaming me for them not coming around in years!!! In fact, one sister thought I was trying to kill her. My gram at 101 age stopped eating completely. I tried everything, but she was preparing herself. I mean she was dying and everyday I died with her. I wasn't just her caregiver for 9 years but her granddaughter and best friend. Before she drifted into a coma state, she said "she loved me and God Bless me!" I hated to watch her die right before my own eyes. I couldn't do nothing but love her until the end. I wasn't in her room when she passed but I wonder why she went alone without me by her side. I mean I been by her side for 9 years. I miss and look for her all the time.