The older I get, the more I ponder my mortality.
I think of death as something that i can't avoid - hopefully I will be old enough and tired enough that it will be a relief.
I discuss it sometimes with my youngest daughter, she and I are very close, and I worry how much it will hurt her, even though she fully accepts that it will happen, and she will deal with it.
I just feel sad for the people i will leave behind - I have had a fabulous life, and I plan to enjoy some more of it first!!