I’ve never been one to make New Year’s resolutions. But I do use my birthday in February as the start of a new year of my life. Since this one will be 70th, I think it’s about time to admit I’m not living forever and to reconcile myself with death. I don’t know that I’ve ever feared death, but I’ve known for a long time it’s going to be the end of the familiar. I’ll be consulting the Stoics and keeping a journal because each day from today will be ever more valuable.
“Accept death in a cheerful spirit, as nothing but the dissolution of the elements from which each living thing is composed. If it doesn’t hurt the individual elements to change continually into one another, why are people afraid of all of them changing and separating? It’s a natural thing. And nothing natural is evil.”
Marcus Aurelius