I just lost two close relatives who were also friends today. We grew up as kids and they were about a year or two older than me. I’ve always been aware of death and accept it but when stuff like this happens, it’s a really strong reminder of how we’re all moving along in the line towards the end.
Not to sound edgy, but other than suffering in the process of dying, I’m pretty cool with my upcoming death
I really appreciate this new-to-me quote ascribed to Frida Kahlo: I hope the exit is joyful and I hope never to return