Yesterday evening, my Oma passed away. She was 82, and was an advanced Alzheimer's patient. She broke her hip on Sunday, and the surgery and recovery were too much for her. It was not unexpected, and I'm so happy her suffering is over, but it sucks on this end. Oma (Born Johanna, went by Joyce when she moved to Canada from Amsterdam), loved flower gardens, sewing, knitting, baking, and playing with her many grand kids. Going to visit Oma and Opa was always a treat. Oma loved my Opa very much; even at the end, after years of dementia eating her mind, she would still recognize him, when I was a kid, I remember Opa would sing 'Let Me Call You Sweetheart' to her before bed. When I think of soulmates, I think of Oma and Opa. Do you guys have any special moments with or memories of your grandmothers to share? Do you have another translation of 'grandmother' for me? If your gramma is still here, tell her you love her.