Most people don't have the luxury of knowing how they are going to die, and there are worse ways to go than that. My mom dreaded the notion that slowly declining health would land her in a nursing home. At her age, surgery to repair an aneurysm would have done exactly that. So she declined treatment and for her the knowledge of her condition became a sort of comfort in her final months. She kept her independence to the end, and left the bonds of earth without pain or fear.
I was thinking the same thing. My mother also dreads the going slowly. She keeps telling me she wants to go in her sleep. I hope and pray to God that she is able to go to be with Him that way. She’s 88 years old, I’m just glad I’ve had her this long. You just never know, when our how.
{{{{{HUGS}}}}} to ALL who have lost family members and friends ‘too soon’, God has perfect timing for calling His family home that doesn’t always coincide with our thoughts and plans. I take comfort in knowing that some day there will be an unbelievable family reunion for all of us! :*) ‘Til then, we need to keep the faith and keep fighting the good fight.