I was at my dad’s side when he passed away from colon cancer. The hospice nurse was at our house, and told us that he should have passed away a week earlier but that he was holding on for us. The nurse told my mom to tell my dad it that it was ok to pass on, and that we’ll all be ok. Once my mother told my dad this he finally passed on, with an odd smile on his face.
My grandmother had Alzheimers for many years and I was taking care of her fulltime (as much as I could) while working many hours at my job. She passed away quietly at the hospital, she held my hand tightly when I told her that I loved her, then she passed on silently when we told her she didn’t have to worry about us anymore (remembering what the hospice nuse told us to do).