Some mornings I wake up or even during an afternoon nap, when I awaken sometimes it’s out of total nothingness, I have to wonder if that’s what it’s like when death overcones you. Total blank.
No dreams hardly shifted in bed, it’s kind of weird but I have gotten used to it, and don’t find it perplexing.
I had a cousin who went to bed at 51 and passed on. His covers were undisturbed. He was fortunate in that regard.
I haven’t had a near-death experience but I have been plucked from extenuating circumstances and have absolutely no recollection how I was immediately removed from dangerous circumstances. That has happened 4 times in my life. I wasn’t unscathed, but literally removed away from certain death. I figure it wasn’t my time. Perhaps angels, but I cannot comprehend why that would be, except grace, or continued presence to care for loved ones.
Age has a way of softening the fear of death. I continuously prepare for a death devoid of material struggles for my family as in having my affairs in order, decluttering etc... my father died suddenly but mother was taken care of and lived for another 25 years. Father was very honorable in his obligation to see things rightfully prioritized.
It’s all one can do.
That reminds me of the old joke, "I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather did, not screaming in terror like his passengers".