Yet, when it turns out you cannot; When the underlying condition has turned morbid, physical or mentally, then you arrive at a point where maybe it would be better to guide the end, rather then fight it into a secret desperate escape. For all involved. Family, caregivers, the person. Worthy end.

Because saying goodbye may even turn those thoughts. Or confirm what they know. That life is done for them. That they are done with life. And if there is nothing for you anymore, why force it? Why force living? Because eventually you can’t. That person will die. Miserable and withered. Suffering.