I just lost my Mother, who was 100, just over 6 weeks ago and all of her 7 great grandchildren came to the funeral. Their ages range 10 years and the youngest is 11 months.
She was very active in all their lives, holding them on her lap, reading to them, playing games with them until she broke her hip the 2nd of October. They also came to see her in the hospital and rehab and sadly, she aspirated (she choked on medication and it went into her lungs) the 2nd of November and developed pneumonia and died of heart failure on the 8th.. 5 of the 7 great grandchildren came to see her until the day before she died and she was able to kiss them goodbye.
We have wonderful pictures and video's of her with them of all stages of their lives.
I remember going to my great grandmother's funeral when I was 5 years old and do not feel I was traumatized in any way, I remember her hoeing in her garden in her dress, wearing her apron and bonnet. That was probably 1953.
My son went to my Uncle's "visitation" at the age of 4, but I didn't take him to the funeral. He did go to my Grandmother's funeral at the age of 5, and it was not a problem.
The children are all well adjusted and aware that all living things die at some time and our children are raised as Christians and believe Great Grandma is in Heaven.
A side note, (why I believe in Heaven), my Mother experienced an "out of body revelation" when she was in the hospital, with family, nurses and Dr. present, where she became free of pain, was smiling, happy, and talking to family members who had passed on many years ago. She was telling everyone she loved them and called them by name and spoke of "hearing" her Grandpa's voice, talked to her brother, who died over 30 years ago, and she repeatedly held up her arms and said, "oh, ALL YOU GOOD PEOPLE", "ALL THE GOOD PEOPLE ARE HERE, I'M GOING TO BE OK". She kept saying over and over, "I love you all", and though she was talking to people on "the other side", she would still call us by name and tell us that she loved us too, something she had never done before.. She spoke of "PEACE and BEAUTY", during this episode, which lasted for a couple of hours, she had a "radiant, glowing look" about her face and eyes, that we had never seen before. The Hospice Nurse who was there, said she had seen similar things, and I too, as an RN, have witnessed experiences similar, but never to the extent the way Mom did it.
Our family told her 'good-by' and that it was okay to "go", and two days later, she rallied, started eating and drinking and was able to be more herself, progressed and was able to go through hip surgery, recovery and rehabilitation until the aspiration pneumonia, which ultimately killed her.