This week I have been reminded of the last few days of my mom's life. All of us were crowded in the biggest hospital room on the floor (the staff liked us). My mom was floating in and (mostly) out of consciousness. About a day before she died, my oldest brother leaned down to her and said, "Mom, your body is tired. You can go home now."
And honestly, I think it was the most adult thing I have ever seen or will ever see.