Good for me. Bad for them.

I think there are good deaths and bad deaths. For instance, when one dies after years with Alzheimer's, it's a good death. A merciful death. Probably could be good for everyone. The victim. And the care-givers. On the other hand, if someone dies young in a freak accident, that's a bad death. Or if one dies on the battlefield in a war, that's a very bad death. Oh, yes, so many unnecessary deaths. When my Jeanne died after 13 years with Alzheimer's, I didn't want it to happen. I grieved. I wished that Jeanne could have lived longer, even with Alzheimer's. But ultimately, Jeanne's death was good for Jeanne. And good for me. That's the nature of life and death. My maternal grandparents died very young. If they hadn't, my mother would never have entered into a marriage of convenience with my father. And I would never have been born. So from my perspective, I came into being because my grandparents died too soon. Before their time. Good for me. Bad for them. --Jim Broede