Good evening. Sad day today. FIL died this morning. He was 92, and it was not unexpected. Fortunately, he died with little or no pain, and he had already said that he was ready for it. His family members were around him when it happened, so we can take heart in the fact that he had a “good death“.
He lived independently right up until the time he had to go into the hospital a few days ago. That was also in line with his wishes. The last thing he wanted to do was to be stuck in some sort of complex care facility on all kinds of machines and what not, instead of his own private little one bedroom suite at the retirement residence.
Rest in peace, Ray.