Andrea, I am so sorry to hear of your loss. And I want to echo what the others said of her being with you at that time. When Nana died her daughter had one hand and one of her granddaughters had the other. One of her great granddaughters was standing by with water and words (the little munchkin is full of words). She was surrounded by love and attentions.

Damn! There go the tears.

Andrea, don't worry about thread creep. If these guys want to take this in that direction I would consider it a fitting memorial to my Nana.