Thank you for posting this and for each person who has answered with various links and support. People often tell me that I'm talking about death too much and have heard various family members ask me repeatedly not to do that as it's hastening it along. One thing I've learned through life though is that death is a part of our lives and I tend to face things head on. The one thing I dread is the physical pain of it but yet am fascinated about how our souls leave our bodies to get to Heaven. Hope that makes sense. It seems like a great mystery that will be solved for me and I love learning. It's wonderful to love life and enjoy every day, even those leading to death. Each day holds something in it to learn, to experience and to share with others. My dad once told me that he always wanted to get old and when he did that no one would listen to him but they just thought he was just an old man. So, he said he had also this experience and wisdom to share but no one would listen. Sad, but our world is truly that way. I hope that you find many who want to share your joy along the path of life, and death. Share with us all that you wish as we will grow and learn from your experiences. Have a blessed and happy day.
what a wonderful mindset, @happilyalive! That's what frustrates me the most, that most everyone is younger than me, and scared of death, so I have to keep this lovely journey to myself. But I see by the number of responses I've received, it's on a lot of people's minds. When I encounter something that has the potential to be dark and scary, I want to shine a light on it, make it less scary. I'm very close with some of my grands and great grands, and being young, they freak out. My 8 year old great grand started asking questions about death. He's a smart kid, and that's a normal age to start wondering about death. I watched the people around him get all uncomfortable and it brought me back to a time when I was little, prolly asked the same questions, got the same uncomfy feelings. When he asked if I'm so old, will I die soon, everyone hollered "no", and I said 'yes'. Poor kid , everyone started yammering at once, and I just grabbed him and went out back, and we discussed it over a game of cornhole. He's fine with it, he says, but would like some advance notice so he could say goodbye. His paternal great grandma passed recently, so of course he has questions. Of course they ask at the wrong time, without warning, that's what kids do. People were like cockroaches, scurrying out of the kitchen! Thank you again, for your wonderful post of love and support. Peace and Every Good!