Simply a beginning to gauge where each of us stand.  My love signed himself into hospice at 48...on his birthday....because....that's something that still torments me....Because the health care where we are is substandard? Because he was too worried about my health issues to stand up for himself? Because his self-esteem was crap?  I won't be able to actually know until I see him again, in the afterlife or in the next life (if I remember to ask).

I was so proud of him, though.  A year and a half before he passed, I pretty much made him keep living. He was the best thing that ever happened to me, and I didn't want to give him up.