I buried one just a few weeks ago.
38 years old young.
What scares me that even if you think you are healthy, that unknown underlying condition is all it needed to kill you.
I Have poor lungs in my family tree. Grandpa and aunt both died of lungs issues. He's a smoker and she's not. I don't smoke but still, I'm on the edge with trying to prevent myself from catching it. It is like a virgin not knowing how much it will hurt for the very first time.
You die, you die alone and the living will have to suffer for trying to figure things out and bury your azz. It is not just you. It is other people who has to go through that emotional turmoil too.