I hate to sound morbid talking about death all the time, it's just on my mind a lot.
The Director of Z's school passed away unexpectedly last week. It was a shock to everyone. This woman was (I'm guessing) in her late 50's to mid-60's. A Boulder native and a very active, outdoorsy-type. She has been at the school for more than 30 years. We just saw her at the annual all-school dinner three days before she passed. It is so sad that she was here and now she is gone.
Death is a strange and mysterious thing. I believe we all think about death more than we realize. Religion is based upon the mystery of the "afterlife." And, I think we all feel like spirits are watching down upon us.... spirits of those who have already passed. Death is intertwined in life. In many ways life is death, if you think about our spirits out there romping freely until you spring forth into a life on earth.
Death is a sad thing, sad in that you never get to talk to that person in the here and now anymore. But, it's also a beautiful thing in that a person's spirit has been let free to romp again.
I don't really know what happens to someone when they pass away. I think everyone speculates and creates their own version of what it is like to die. We talk to the dead (Jesus?) and scour books (the Bible?) and dig deep inside for answers. And, as long as humans roam this earth, I believe it will always be that way.
Our time in this earth will continue changing at break-neck speed, but two things are certain... there will always be life and there will always be death. Let's make the best of both.