Before I begin, let me say that I took the time to read every post in this thread before adding my own thoughts.
Many different opinions were expressed, some light, some very deep.
I have experience in the topic not many share. I have watched the passing of many loved ones, many friends, and a few enemies. Twice in my life, I was in situations that I didn't know if I would survive. It's a unique perspective being put to sleep for major surgery, not knowing if I would wake up. I've brushed shoulders with the Grim Reaper enough to know the feel of his cloak.
And I know that there will come a day that I will die. Death is an inevitable part of life. Two things happen to all of us, without exception (except in the world of fiction); we are born; we will die.
There are many ways people see death. Some see it as a terror. Some see it as a mercy. Some never see it coming at all. Some know what's happening; some are clueless in it's approach.
Each way of seeing death is perfectly valid. Everyone lives their own lives; everyone is their own individual self.
We are all born. We all die. What's most important, is how we spend that time in between the two. Spend it well.
As for me, I plan to die at 105, shot in bed by a jealous husband! ;)
