The Last Time I Saw Grandma, end

We talked, or rather I listened, for the last time. I had to return to Vancouver and I knew in my heart I'd never see her again. But she wasn't sad and she wasn't in pain so it was OK. When you know they got to have a good long life, it's OK.

I believe this is the last photo I ever took of her. I haven't retouched it. It looks better this way somehow.