I don't know why but lately I have been thinking a lot about death, and life, but mostly death. I guess I got to thinking this when someone made the point of what will happen to me when I am old since I have no children. Will the state take care of me or Guy? Not that I care about that all that much but I can't believe Guy is 40 and I am 35. Where did the time go?  Am I making the most out of my life here on earth? I mean sometimes we are laying in the living room watching movies and I think "this is going to end"....not the movie...but the situation. We are going to die, this is temporary laying here, snuggling with the dogs, having each other and laughing. Then I think I don't want it to end, I think of all the people I will miss and holidays and everything. So I make the most of it while I am here, I understand that but I am still saddened by the fact that I have to die. Not scared but sad. Having no kids nobody will come see me and one day nobody will even know I was here. I think I am going crazy thinking about death so much but it's eating at me lately. Am I crazy?

I am glad I am not the only one contemplating these things. For me it's not so much growing old but dying. Not being here and doing the things I love with the people I love. I guess I just don't want it to ever end........it makes me sad to think about.

i don't think you are crazy.....   

I am 35 yrs.old too myself and hubby is 43.....   but we are too busy to think about death....   since we have two kids, and two fur babies....  (and praying that the next invitro fertilization will work for another child)

but then again.... now that you brought it up....   it makes me think that i need to get that will written up............ (since my dad gave me a book called something like "making a will for dummies"  and start investing on my retirement fund....  well, hubby is doing that already, but i am hoping too soon after i graduate from college (hopefully) in the spring of 2009.  I know it will happen someday.... but i want to live a long time to see my kids have their families and their children to get married and start having their families too....  as long as my body is able and my mind is still sharp. 

But I learned something from my grandpa....  (even thou he's not my biological g-pa, but he adopted my dad) my G-pa stayed busy.... and never stop growing "old"....   my dad had to forced him to retire.... by putting a club in his car....  That's how stubborn my g-pa was...  and that was when he was 97 years old... and he lived to be 103....  

oh yeah, and have a glass of wine,  or a frozen lime drink  that my g-ma made for him every night....   (and i just came across that recipe too!!  and i'm so excited about that and plan to make some someday.....  ) 

You know... stupid people have it easy because they don't think about things like this.  They just blither on in some happy, dense funk and then die one day, and that's it.  That's not you.

In some ways, knowing it will end one day makes us stop and appreciate the good times (and the good people in our lives) all that much more.  If you chose to believe in heaven or an afterlife of some sort, that is also a comfort... but no matter what there is after we die, the best part of anything is happening right here, right now, and it can slip by without us even knowing it if we don't stop and think like you are right now.

From the day we are born, til the day we die, there are no guarantees, of how long we will be here on this earth, in our earthly bodies. You can live to be 100 years old, and still have a young soul. You can live one day,and have a very old soul. I believe souls are recycled. My Joshua, is a teaching soul. He has been here before, and will return again, in a different body. I believe the energy that gives us life, does not dissipate, after we die, but waits for another chance to come back in another earthly form, and teach what it has learned before. When it goes to heaven, it teaches the younger souls, how to be better teachers, for when they come back to earth. It is a continuos cycle. Only our bodies die, not our spirits. Just like there is a limited amout of water in the world, there are a limited amount of souls to be recycled. That is why everytime someone dies, someone else, is born. While we are here, we need to learn and teach as much as possible, so we can take this knowledge back up to heaven, to teach the souls waiting to be reborn. This continues, for eternity.

I found this poem when my dad died.  I forget who the author is but it expresses it well....goes for any animal or person...when physical death occurs it just a shedding of the body.  Life itself is your soul/spirit....and that continues on through eternity no matter what your particular religious belief may be.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

MB,

that's a beautiful poem.....   and the timing couldn't be better..........