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My Nana died while I was away in Spain. I saw her in my dreams last night. She was walking beside me in the sand like she died on the beaches in Spain. She looked happy. like she wanted to be there. At least she didn't die in a nursing home, and she was only in the hospital for a few days before she passed. I wonder when she left her house that she knew she wasn't going to come back. I wonder what she thought right before she died. i wonder if I'll ever see her again.