Why do we have fifty-million euphemisms for dying? Well, I know why but it annoys me nonetheless. One of them is 'pass'. I'm sorry but pass is something I do to gas or on the sixth helping of mash potatoes.
People die and we have to accept this. As a friend said, "Dying is good for without death, we would have eternal suffering." Death is the Great Change and the Great Unknown. People are afraid of change and the unknown, so it's understandable that they'd be afraid of death. But this is from people that should know better.
[*] It is not someone that you know, don't worry. It's Cindy's story to tell if she wants