Dying Well

I have been trying to figure out how to write this: I don’t want to die in a stupid way.

For example, I recently read about a woman who was killed by her own car while it was being repossessed.   http://losangeles.cbslocal.com/2011/03/01/woman-crushed-by-her-own-car-during-repo/

Or die fallen down and hitting my head. That happened to a sweet woman my age in our neighborhood who died two days later.

Or die in a single car accident.

Or die from sunstroke.

Or die, well, just in a stupid way.

I hope I die gently in the night sleeping next to the love of my life. I guess that is probably the hope of everyone. A simple death. A pain-free death.

I can only hope.