We are lucky

 I woke to the news that James Valentine had died. 

Eh, another eighties rocker has crossed over to the land of decent musos where he can jam with his old bandmate James Freud, among others. He was well loved this side of the metaphorical guitar bridge. Broadcaster, musician and all-round decent bloke, he went out on his own terms. After a battle with cancer, he took the decision to use the Voluntary Assisted Dying (VAD) facility that's available in all states (but not in the ACT or the Northern Territory - however these laws are being reviewed.)

It's always sad when somebody from your youth passes. However, I was buoyed by the method of his passing. 

He chose to go.

He'd had enough of the pain, and wanted it to end for himself, and his family. He was of sound mind, even if his body had given up the ghost. He also wanted the world to know that he chose the way he went. Surrounded by family, in his home, on his own terms, in a calm and peaceful manner. 

The Age had a good article on this today. 

Of course, it's not a good news story in that somebody who's been a part of the Australian landscape has left us a little too early, however learning of his courage in choosing the way of his exit is going to be a part of this legacy. 

We are lucky - in certain circumstances, when you a sick, dying and suffering, you may have the choice to use this facility, it is there.

Nobody likes death. It's a hard, looming fact of life. 

It is, however, good to see these stories of VAD and the grace and dignity that making the decision to use this option provides for all concerned. 

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