A friend suggested that this conversation should be saved. So…..

On the day my dad died, he said “I feel really good right now. I feel like I’ve done the important things and everyone is in a good place. I could just not wake up in the morning or I could live 2 more years. Either way, it’s OK.” We had a good lunch with dessert and ran an errand. He went to the rest room while I went to make my purchase.

The ambulance was there when I went to find him. It was a good death.

He probably found it funny that he died in a rest room. (Him and Elvis) I expect his last thought (knowing my dad) was “Oh shit!”