In the western world we don't like to think about death. It's something to be feared and avoided at all costs. It saddens me that people think like that. What is life if it doesn't have a conclusion? We expect a good ending from a book or a film but life? Forget it. That must continue on regardless of if the plot is wearing thin. Perhaps we should learn to appreciate the Autumn of our lives more. Enjoy this transitional phase and what it means for us as a person. It means that we have lived. We have left our mark on this world. Hopefully we left it a little happier than we found it. Hopefully we tried each day to make each encounter pleasant. Hopefully we smiled and cried and screamed. Hopefully we lived.
I for one am looking forward to my Autumn. I am grateful for the possibility of having one for a start. I shall wear red and gold and that shade of orange that I like. I shall walk through piles of leaves with a smile on my face and I will not wish to hold back the time.