Originally Posted by ladyislingering

I've come to accept the fact that I will die someday. What I have a hard time accepting is that the people I love will die (and will likely die before me). I could actually write quite a lot on how I came to accept my own mortality, and how I think of it almost every day. Ideally, I'd like to be cremated. I don't want to be left to rot in the ground, but I say that in consciousness - in reality, I won't be able to give a shit.