My mom is eighty one now. She's had some small strokes. She recently said, "I'll probably just have a big one some night and die in my sleep." She sounded bitter. Dad is gone, Grandparents all gone, aunt and uncle gone, most of her friends gone, but she still goes to meetings and tries to drag me back.
I retired at 56 from that career I'd never have, because the end was coming in 1975. That meant I couldn't go to college either, even tho my non JW grandfather offered to pay for it. Now, on Facebook I see a high school buddy is about to retire from her law practice. That's what I wanted to do, become an attorney. But no, the end was SO close.
Mom just told me, the way things are going in the world, it can't be long now. Then my dad will be resurrected! Um, yeah. I don't have it in me to crush her only hope that keeps her going, nor can I encourage it.