We all have to go at some point. To date, only one has gotten out alive and that's because He was resurrected. Our days are numbered and if we are lucky, we get to choose the time an place.
My mother-in-law has been ill and in and out of hospital for nearly a year now. Yesterday, She became non -responsive and was not breathing. Someone missed the DNR and the ambulance crew revived her. She is now set on a track to the end of her life. She is refusing all medications, all therapies. She is confident of her place in the afterlife.
At what point do we make that call? As I age, I better understand this process. The pain of day-to-day living becomes less worthwhile, whether it is painful, physically or emotionally, or just too tough to slog through. Or maybe we just decide we are "done". If one is ready, at peace and prepared for what comes after, one should feel free to let go of this life and move on to the next.