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Reason #1 Not to be Afraid of Death: People Will Tell Nice Lies About You at Your Funeral
Regrets? Doubts? Fear? Forget about it.
An extended family member of mine died a couple weeks ago. It was sudden and unexpected. He literally just keeled over and died at barely 40 years old. I had seen him just a few months before.
Death has always made me think about life and my own mortality. I sat with these thoughts constantly for about a week. I wondered the typical things we wonder when someone dies; “What if I died tomorrow? Am I living my life to the fullest? What would I feel was missing if I didn’t have another day?”
To be clear, I am not afraid of death.
I have never been concerned about meeting my fate, and I am grateful for that. In fact, I partake in somewhat risky behavior on a regular basis- things that could, and often do, result in death- riding motorcycles, traveling alone to remote countries and rural places, etc.
So why are my feelings about it are so lax and nonchalant?
I think because I went to plenty of funerals as a kid, I got used to looking at the cold, lifeless bodies laying in those caskets.
“Death is as natural as life itself,” they said. People would cry and tell stories and say nice…
