[DUMBGRUNT]

A friend's phone rang, and I noticed he was crying. I knew his mother had late-stage Alzheimer's, and I offered condolences. He said, "This is a blessing."

Years later, my wife's mother passed from Alzheimer's. and it becomes much clearer.

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

[AppyPappy]

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[DUMBGRUNT]

Formatting disappeared, the first time?
Let’s see if two is a charm?

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

[JudyinCanada]

What a lovely post. I read it and I’m not a subscriber. Thank you for posting.

[PGR88]

A deathbed vision is an experience in which a dying person, while awake, interacts with mysterious visitors, deceased relatives or spiritual figures.

My father's brain was fine until the end. His heart was failing and he was in pain due to broken bones from a fall, but he was perfectly lucid.

Days before he passed, he started to ask questions like "who are those children singing on the lawn outside my window?" and after staring into a corner for 5 minutes, he said - "I was talking with that woman wearing white over there."

[SaxxonWoods]

“Afterlife” stories are suddenly everywhere. I’m suspicious.

[kawhill]

My brother Mike claimed he was agnostic, I drove him up to the Smoky Hills and asked him: “Who do you think created this?”