I had an aunt in Canada that I spent many summers with. She had severe knee joint problems, and even though she had to walk with a stick, she still took me to amusement parks, movies, and to get treats and ice cream.
My aunt used to LOVE grocery shopping. She loved the large supermarkets with the wide aisles, and even though her knees hurt her greatly, she would go shopping.
When I was 11 she died, three days before Christmas and two days before her birthday. A few days after she died, I had a dream of her skipping up and down a supermarket grocery aisle with a trolley (weird dream, huh?), and she was walking (dancing too!) with complete ease. I took it as a sign that she was happy and in a better place.