Dorothy wasn’t afraid to die. In fact, she embraced the unknown. She fancied herself an adventurer, even though she was in her late 70s, and thought that life was more fulfilling if you took a dive into the deep rather than swim in the shallow end of life’s offerings.
Still, when her only grandson came to visit one last time, Dorothy felt tears well up and wanted to stay with him longer.
She feared not death but one last goodbye.