The worst part of passing in your sleep is what the person who finds you must go through.
My godfather passed in his sleep and my godmother discovered him in the morning. That really hit her hard.
My cousin passed from liver disease (self-inflicted) in his kitchen, with his wife and son there to see it. It was not a peaceful passing.
We cannot choose how and when we will pass, but if we lived a good life, had good friends and family, and enjoyed life to our fullest then the general feeling will be that "he/she had a good life and was taken too soon"!
How many people talk about deceased friends or relatives positively if that person was a criminal, addict or a POS?
My cousin was a chronic alcoholic who never seriously thought that his drinking was hurting anyone (least himself) until his doctor told him he would need a liver transplant...and he still drank.
Now I'm no saint, but I knew one thing when I was young and stupid, which was that I didn't want anything to control my life but ME.
Hopefully we can all live good lives, be good friends and leave the world a better place when we pass!
Amen.
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