I understand the fear of loss. I don't understand the fear of one's own death, although I'd prefer it to be as painless as possible.
Anyone of a nervous disposition maybe should not read this!
Because we can
imagine being able to look at our dead bodies from some kind of an afterlife, we have to use correct knowledge, common sense, logic, etc, and, above all, Science
not to think that is even remotely likely!
We can
imagine finding ourselves still alive in a coffin; in fact it's just about impossible, I would say, to live your whole life
without thinking about such things at one time or another. The closer I get to, inevitably, the end of my life, the more I revel in and value being a thinking, living, and cheerful person!
It is grey and gloomy here this morning, although not cold, and I hesitated a bout walking, but I walked around the town for 40 mins, including stopping to chat to a friend - lovely!