I am still suprised by peoples doubt of their mortality. Deep in our minds we know death will come but we are scared and morose when the prospect of it creeps close through older loved ones getting sick.
I have made it a point to try to not stress about too many things and try to enjoy the little snippets of happiness that break through the dense clouds of a miserable existence. For existence is what it is..when u spend 75% of your day working then u have no life.
I have accepted my mortality..I have even thought about the premature emergence of it..but my harbinger of death will come when it is time and until then i want to be able to say man i had some good times.