That’s awfully sad, Diana.
My daughter is sure I have Dementia because I forgot a few things. I’m 89, perfectly healthy except my vision sux, I’’m not inviting her over any more.
I can’t imagine wanting to kill myself though. I just love living.
Thank you. It was a very sad ending to a Life Well Lived. He was an awesome Dad, Navy Vet. I lacked for NOTHING as a kid.
He gave me Roots and Wings. :)
And, yes. Suicide would be 100% my LAST resort, even if I were terminally ill. I love living, too!