My nanny died today. She is the most gifted and spiritual women I know. She held me up through times I thought I couldnt even cope. She was my best friend like no other. I'm trying to stay strong for my mum, dad, sister and uncle, but really my heart aches, I cannot describe the hurt I feel. My nanny was given a choice, to stop her medication and die, or continue and possibly live. She decided in her own mind that she didn't want to go on any longer. She told me and my sister before she died that she wanted to see her "Kev", her husband who died 18 years prior and with that I knew she couldn't have held on any longer. Me and my sister had left the room for all of 5 minutes to get some air and she had passed no more than seconds before we went back into the room, in my heart I think she wanted to spare us from seeing her depart and for that I am grateful. I hope wherever she is now she found her Kev and that she will forever hold a piece of my heart. I hope the pain I feel eases but in the same sense never leaves either because I would never want to forget her. I miss you nanny.