If you could choose. Would you quietly slip away without any fanfare or audience to the next stop on your journey?

Do you mean die?  What fanfare?  What audience? Who cares to watch me die?  A few people - my husband and a few friends, none of them weepers - would miss me, but then they have their own lives and would go right on and my husband would find someone else and continue on.  Most people when they heard would say "oh she's gone?  Well I'm not surprised the way she lived her life".