I knew a young girl with leukemia and she told the priest that she was ready to go but couldn’t until her mother was ready.
The day she died she was laying in her mother’s arms when she perked up and insisted that they had to kneel and pray and then she was in total peace.
I can recall two teens who waited until thier mom’s accepted they were dying. I was there for one of them. Gustavo was 15, he told his mom that it was ok and to let him go home. He would be there for her. And that God would be right beside her.
She accepted this, and a few hours later he died in her arms. It was astounding!! He was a good kid.