Another thing I used to be terrified of was dying. I would often worry how I would die, what it's like, and what happens after you're dead. I'm not religious in any way so I don't believe in the whole heaven or hell business. Yeah, it's nice to think there's some beautiful place we go to after we die where every day is great but that doesn't seem very realistic to me.
It's weird to think about the fact that one day you won't be awake and breathing one day. Like it's just all over. No more seeing beautiful blue skies or hearing your loved ones voices. It's not something that's fun to think about but it's inevitable. It's not something you can control which for me makes it even scarier.
Over the last couple years I've tried to not worry about it as much. I've realized that I can't prevent it so why waste my time freaking myself out? I'd rather be out there having fun and making memories then stressing out about death. Now I try to live by the motto, if it's my time to go then it's my time to go. I can just hope that when I do go it's not too early in my life.
*Me and baby Chase 2010
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