My brave little one

On Thursday, we were told that within days, my mother would die. My sisters and I sat by her bedside night and day.
Saturday, my daughter decided to bring my granddaughter to see great grandma, so she could deliver a note and bring her beanie baby Archangel Azrael, thinking it would help propel great grandma to heaven.
Five minutes after delivery of note and beanie baby, my mother left us for her Eternal reward.
"Dear Great Grandma,
I am sad that you are going to die.
I love you.
Love,
Alexandria