It is coming rather close to my father’s anniversary. He died at the age of 91 on September 10, 2010 and at this point that year he was sleeping for most of the day and his breathing was very uneven.
There are lots and lots of searches that lead to my blog about the dying process of elderly people. I doubt that any two people are the same but, in the natural scheme of things, it seems that elderly people who are dying begin to sleep a lot more and eat and drink a lot less. It’s like as if nature takes over to help ease the way but it is impossible to put a time on when a person will breathe his/her last.
Every time I think about this, I find myself going back to the the apples on the tree in the garden. However ripe they may seem…
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