It’s always beneficial for me to remember – and be reminded often – of our finite time on this earth.
It puts into perspective what is important to me and how I shouldn’t take time, anything or anyone for granted. Knowing my encounters with loved ones and the people I care about are limited to a finite number of times, has a way of revealing my gratitude and keeps me focused in the present moment.
These reminders come to me in various ways and there is no other better reminder than death itself. I don’t see it as being morbid, but rather fully aware of the ying and the yang of life.
Although many of us fear the end of our time here, we must acknowledge it and develop a relationship with it if we truly want to live life to it’s fullest.
After all, how would we know happiness without sadness? Pleasure without pain? And Gratitude without resentment?