We are all terrified up death love. Feel some comfort that you're not alone. We all must go. None of us can stay. What makes it easier is a puzzle in itself is that we usually watch those older than us who we love go first. That loneliness and pain makes death a little easier so I'm told.
When I watched my mom lose her father I witnessed alot of her die. What came back after was not entirely her. I know if I were in her shoes I'd be okay with death. I have no choice