Death is the one appointment we are all destined to keep and we can never be sure what time the appointment is. We always think we have time, but we can’t see the clock by which our life is measured. We can’t see the sand slowly slipping through the hourglass. It can come suddenly without warning, or it may be a gradual process where you see yourself slipping away. I don’t know which one would be preferable. I would think each would have its advantages. If you embrace the teachings of the Dao, you will not be afraid of death, knowing that life is the mother of death.