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The End


*************      WARNING... thoughts about death and dying.   **************

 

To be honest, the thought of dying was terrifying to me.

i thought about it all the time. First thought in the morning and the last at night. For years.

Today, maybe i'm more accepting that, frankly, there is no damn choice in the matter. Now maybe how i die is what i dwell on. If given a choice, i'd rather just go to sleep and not wake up.

That's why surgery really doesn't scare me. If i die there, i'll never know about it.

Lingering scares me. i watched my mum die a slow death when i was a kid. She was brave but in pain and it was horrible to see her suffer and leave me more and more each day. I don't want to die that way. I know she didn't either.

Leaving people behind scares me too. i don't want them to hurt. i guess as well, i don't want to be forgotten.

But, realistically, most of us will be.  i don't have children to carry on the family or anything, either. People who knew me will remember, until their time comes too.

And i wonder, likes lots of us, is this it?  Is there more (i really don't think so) but it would be cool if there was.  But in the cold light of day, i think this is it. We are a fluke in this universe. We are bits of flotsam and we will just join all those who came before and are now gone.

We each of us are here for only a brief, shining moment in time.

i guess we need to do our best with it.

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