Post # 32
I love the idea of an afterlife. It would/will be amazing! But if there isn’t one, I do believe that all souls reincarnate. No matter your beliefs you cannot say that you don’t reincarnate into something: grass, flowers, trees,… clay. Whatever you become, you become. I love the idea of that. Being human is only one cycle of my being.
I am afraid of dying though — dying young. My father died only one year older than I am now (or maybe he was the same age…?). Our (FI’s and my) ideal scenario for death is when we’ve been together 50+ plus years, we’ve spent many hours playing spades on our front porch, and our rocking chairs are worn out. Sounds amazing! And I’m sure we’re going to be like PROFESSIONAL spades players by then; we’re already pretty amazing and with 50 more years practice we’ll be able to stomp everyone in our path!
Post # 33
What scares me the most about death is how easily and unexpectedly it can happen.
I think everyone’s perspective on death changes in accordance with who they have lost. For example, when a grandmother or grandfather passes, you see it more as a natural progression of life. However, if you lose your mother or father, you have to face the reality that you’re next in line, like it or not.
Post # 34
I am, to an extent, but I guess it would depend on how I go. For example: My grandmother passed away last Monday. She went into the hospital 4 weeks ago with some weird medical conditions, was diagnosed with lung cancer that had metastasized throughout her entire body 3 days before she passed and eventually drifted off to sleep in her own home, painless and surrounded by her family and friends. If you’re gonna go, that’s how you should do it. She didn’t have to face the misery that so many cancer patients deal with at the end. She was kept comfortable the entire time that she was hospitalized and prior to that, she lived a healthy life. It was as quick and as painless as possible. I don’t fear that kind of death. Unfortunately, very few people get to go out like that. For so many, death involves suffering and fear.
I’m more afraid of losing my loved ones. When my grandmother passed, that was hard but grandparents are *supposed* to die eventually (even though she was only 72). I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it when I lose my mom. I can’t even think about it without getting upset. Same goes for my husband. I’d much rather die before either of them but then they’d have to deal with the pain of losing me. Death is a real bitch.
As for what happens, I’m an atheist so… nothing. I plan to be cremated since I personally find the thought of being buried to be ridiculous. It shouldn’t cost as much as it does to be shoved in a box and put in the ground. Neither option (burial or cremation) is overly glamorous but I’m content going the ash route. What my family chooses to do with my remains after I’m gone is up to them. If someone wants to put me on the mantle, okay. If they want to spread me across the highest peak of Mt. Whatever, that’s cool too.
Post # 36
I am not afraid of dying… i hear PP about dementia and/or alzhimers is a horrible drawn out, way to go. but i am more worried about going from cancer. They say you are stronger than you think you are. This is a fact. In the past year i have handled more heavy stuff that most people my age and the saying if it doesn’t kill you it only makes you stronger is true. Being so sick 3 weeks after my wedding in the hosptial and not really seeing an end in sight was horrendous… losing my mom in the summer was life altering… but i know she is up in heaven and when its my time i will get to see her again. and i’m pretty sure shes watching over me every day as my guardian angel to make sure i have all the time i’m supposed to here.
Post # 37
@BellaDee: WOW you and me both sister im so afraid of death of suffering and of leaving my child behind. but i do believe theres a wonderful place called heaven where all our loved one are waiting to meet with us. illness and sickness scare me the most. i just pray in jesus name that when its my time i dont suffer and go in my sleep or something peacefully go to heaven and my loved ones ; )
Post # 38
I think I’m more concerned about aging than death. Aging seems like the thing that sucks the life out of you – while death is the release from the aging process.
That said, I don’t want to die by fire or bleeding slowly to death… but, at that point, it’s not like it would be avoidable!
Post # 39
@oracle: i hear you on the aging part! being that i’m only 29 and found 4 greys just yesterday!! Ahhhh
Post # 40
@This Time Round: you made me cry ; ( but what you said is so beautiful and true.
im turning 40 and im very depressed over aging and death just getting older scares me.
but the way you look at it is so beautiful. blessings, love and light to all of us!
feels like yeaterday i was just 20 years old. and i hear you on the achs and pains lol
Post # 41
I’m afraid of dying in the sense that it could very well be painful and tramatic, but being dead, no. Nothing happens. I’ll just cease to exist as far as I am concerned.
I’m more afraid of becoming something of an empty shell in my old age. Having volunteered at nursing homes, it breaks me heart to see so many people waiting for death. They have nothing else to live for – family hardly visits, are not physically capably of taking care of themselves, or mentally they are too far gone. I would hate for that to happen to me.
I hope I die old and wrinkled in my sleep after kicking ass that day.
Post # 42
I’m not so much afraid of death in itself, but moreso the manner of death (painful, tramatic).
Post # 43
Being dead wouldn’t bother me (since I’d be dead) but it’s way worse for the people left behind. So if someone else died that I was close to that would bother me much more than fear of my own death.
Post # 45
@IowaDDS13: My great grandmother has very bad dementia, so I agree w/ you there. It’s ridiculously hard watching her go through this.
Post # 44
I don’t believe in an afterlife, and I’m not really afraid of dying, though of course I hope for a peaceful, relatively painless end. To be perfectly honest, the idea of dragging things out and enduring multiple illnesses and hospital stays and so on terrifies me far more than death. I want to die with some grace and dignity, not be kept alive by the wonders of modern medicine until I’m no longer me. But I am afraid of seeing my loved ones die.
Post # 46
I just wanted to say THANK YOU for what you do. My great grandmother had to go into a nursing home a few weeks ago, and I have to say that I don’t know how nurses, volunteers, and staff handle it. I am extremely grateful to anyone who dedicates their lives/time to caring for people no matter what stage of life they are in. So, thank you from the bottom of my heart.