Staying In

I remember flying✈ over Lake Michigan years ago, and it seemed like we were veering downward. I looked at the water below and thought, am I afraid to die? Well, I evaluated this and told my mom, whom I was visiting, I think it's just that I don't want to die "quite that way". (picture the film, the Titanic)🚢 
Well, I'd rather do it like my mom. She sat in her chair;💺 someone on the other side probably signaled, so she told the nurse she'd like a glass of water, and when the nurse went around the corner for it and returned, Mom was gone.
That's why I'm staying in. I want to do it the classy way she did. It's not that she lived a safe life, either. She was in Europe right after WWII, accompanying my dad, an army officer, and I think things were still a little unpredictable.
 Besides, I want to see how the worm begins to turn, especially come November. BTW, we're right here in Michigan, where we're governed by "that woman" who simply states the facts. Bless her ❤️.