Well, howdy, Apostolic Friends! Thanks for the hb wishes.
It was sad for me. My father passed away the day I turned 60. Cancer. His last months and weeks were increasingly miserable, but he never complained. Not much pain, but super weak, could barely speak, going blind, and some other nasty symptoms I won't go into.

But the end was peaceful. He just slowed down, went to sleep, and went on to his reward (as they say). (And no, I
won't take this opportunity to stir the hornets nest of Trinnies vs Onesies!

)
His pastor, my mom, and I were with him when he passed on, peacefully. Two of my sons arrived soon afterward, and the four of us went to dinner for my birthday, as planned. He would have wanted that.