On the subject of death (my own)

Most people are terrified of death. This leads them to a life of avoiding death at all costs, therefore never taking risks and not really living life as a result. They just survive day to day, making sure to merely preserve what they already have.

You only need to look at the hysterical response to covid, which you have a 99.95% chance of surviving.

I view death as something that will happen at some point, but there’s no point in worrying about it until it happens.
That doesn’t mean I’m a reckless person, but it does mean I look at risk in a rational way.

I taught this skill to my oldest daughter who is a bookworm by nature. It led to us jumping out of a perfectly good plane at 12,000ft, so we could freefall for 40 seconds before the parachute was opened. It’s hard to describe the experience, but it’s something you never forget.

The battle for my kids to be confident – Uncoffined (wordpress.com)

The only times I’ve confronted death (apart from near misses) is when I’ve gone to funerals..

The first funeral I went to was some guy that held me in his arms when I was three, and apparently was a really good guy. I was about nine yrs old at the time and obviously don’t remember him. I do remember that everyone was sad for some reason and that the club sandwiches on the table with a strange green thing (asparugus) tasted really horrible.

The second funeral was for my father. I wasn’t close to him as my parents had got divorced years earlier and I got kicked out of his house 2 weeks before School C exams (high school) to make room for his new partner.

The third funeral was for a mate who lived life to the full, and was killed in a motorcycle accident. it was a very positive affair and was effectively a celebration of his life. When I die, I would like my funeral to be like that, rather than a sad affair that leaves people unable to move on.

The forth funeral was for my father in law. It was a very sad event. I gave a positive uplifting speech which I think lifted some peoples spirits a bit (but not much). Over time my wife and family have moved on and now he’s a pleasent memory.

In conclusion, you are only here for a limited time, don’t waste it.