My Darling
My nanny always called people “my darlin”. It was kind of her thing. She was laying in her bed at the hospice facility, pretty unresponsive to anything anyone was saying save for a few head nods when asked if she needed more meds.
I was leaving to head back to my university soon, and I kind of had a feeling like it would be the last time I ever saw her alive. I held her hand and told her I was leaving, and she didn’t say anything. I teared up a bit and just kind of laid my head over on her hands and just said “I love you Nanny”.
To my shock, she immediately replied. “I love you too, baby darlin”. As soon as I got to school that night, I sat down at my desk, and my mom called to tell me that she had passed. I couldn’t have asked for a better last conversation with her. Story credit: Reddit