[recycled sixtie]

Unfortunately we don't get to choose how we die. My mother wanted to be taken to Switzerland (dignitas) but my sister and I refused to take her. At the age of 94 she died of old age/stroke but somebody said at the funeral that she died 10 years ago which was partly true as her arteries narrowed, got glaucoma, got deafer and finally broke her hip last year. The way I figure if I make it to 80 in reasonable health that is fine. Ernest Hemingway committed suicide I believe in his 60's but that is no way to leave this world. I just don't want to be like my fil languishing in a nursing home at the age of 96 with a walker and a catheter. Life is still fun, we do lots of walking and take holidays.Life seems to have more meaning now. Enjoy the present because we don't know what the future holds for us.