Finally, after months of knocking on death's door, she was allowed in on 11th August.
She's been ready to go for several years, and it was a very peaceful end - just as she'd always hoped for - she wanted to "fall asleep, and wake up dead", and that's exactly what happened.
She had a good innings - 99 years, 8 months and 1 week - but that just means that we all knew her so well, she's leaving a bigger hole.
This was taken about 5 years ago, and is one of the very first photos on my phone.
Here she is in March 2012, when she came to my house as a surprise visitor on my Mum's birthday.
This is her at her own birthday celebrations last year at the beginning of December - 99, with a glass of red in her hand (she had asked for champagne!)
And this was taken not long after, by Rhian as part of a photography project - using proper film.
I'm going to miss her.