I met with an old family friend. She just lost her husband 3 months back.

She sat telling me her story about how his health deteriorated. What it was like caring for him, how strong willed he was.

How she realised after 6 months and a previous bout of Cancer a few years prior… of him fighting.. he decided he didn’t want to any longer. But he didn’t have the energy to talk and she said he probably didn’t want to plan it verbally.

He stopped eating. He was diabetic. He was being nursed at home.

She wanted to call the hospital.

He stopped eating for a few days.

Finally whispered, “I’m tired,” she stopped pleading to call the hospital.

She called her friends, they arrived. They prayed together. He died in the family home.