I’m 42 and thinking about my eventual death.

It’s not like I’m dying right now. Okay, well, if you want to be pedantic about it, yes, we’re all dying right now. And we’re all going to die at some point. Not something many of us think about unless we’ve got good reason to.

Whether or not this is a “good reason” is a matter of opinion. I can tell you that watching my mother age and, recently, move closer to her death, caused something in me to ping. I can’t stop thinking about how I’m living my life and how I want to live leading up to my death, which could be at any time. I can’t stop thinking about how I want to die, were I given the choice. So I’m getting it all out here so that I don’t drive myself and others crazy by just keeping it all in my head.

Welcome, and I hope we all stay long enough to get something out of this.