Pondering Death

It does me no good to pine about death.

I used to be obsessed with death.
I think it was that prayer
"if I shoudl die before I wake"
I would think, "what if I don't wake up"
(Of course, at the time I was so afraid of going to hell, no wonder I was terrified!)

The only thing death really means is I won't see someone again in this lifetime.

Death -- it's really only bad for the living.

I can think of worse things than death:
An estranged loved one that will no longer speak to you is worse than a dead loved one.

I thought I might die a couple times, but didn't want to leave my unfinished business: a life not fully lived.

Death.

It's really a reminder to live life.