Accepting the fate

There will come a day my mind will deteriorate. That might be 50 years from now or 5 years from now, totally depending on random events going inside the body. When that day comes, I may not be as wise as before. I may not be as intelligent as before. But when that day arrives, I pray I'll be calm and not interfere in the due course of nature. I hope to accept the already written fate with a victorious smile. But even if that doesn't happen and my mind deteriorates to the point I can't even do that, it's fine. It's all God's will.