When someone you know dies it makes you very aware of mortality. Or it did to me. I worried that I would die, my husband would, then my friends,neighbours, then my parents, grandparents etc and the person who died was not even a member of my family nor did I know him well. I thought about whether the death could have been avoided and what happens when someone dies. What happens here and what happens after to the people who are left and even ehat happens after death. I probably should have had councelling considering the circumstances but I didn't. I became to realise that worrying about life/death was stopping me from living and making the most of the life we are given. I decided to try to put my efforts into making life good for people around me and then gradually myself aiming to make the most of each minute. If I had died what would I want for the people I leave behind? I also decided that the person who died should not die without it impacting my life...I knew I needed to change. It takes time to heal and also love. Love is the most important thing we have it should be treasured.