My aunt is nearly 99. She will not live to be 100. Her photo will not be on the television recalling the date of her birth, with Willard Scott announcing she likes the opera and still volunteers. She will no longer volunteer. There will be no Today for her then.
It is the family's selfishness that insists that the doctors 'do whatever is possible' to keep my sister in this realm. One faction believes that whatever happens is God's will. There are others who feel my sister is gone and it is time to pull the plug. The confusion exists because we, the family, do know my sister's wishes.