Life is change.
Death is one more change.
There would be no life without death.
It has been a long time since I discarded my fear of death in and of itself, although I’m well aware there are some nasty ways to go - so of course I want to do my best to avoid those, and help others avoid them as well. But sometimes circumstances dictate otherwise.
Some of those dear to me have died since I have come to accept that there is probably no afterlife. I have had to face up to the fact that I will never see my loved ones again, and that I must cherish their memory and appreciate their lives for what they were. But I take an Epicurean view of death - where I am, death is not; where death is, I am not.
What I think is that when I die, my consciousness will cease, and my body will eventually decay. Sooner or later, the matter of which my body now consists will go to make up other bodies. These bodies will not be
me, of course, but that’s not really anything to despair over - this is all part of the cycle of death and renewal, and we are part of that cycle whether we like it - and can accept it - or not.
I do think that considering this life as finite is a great motivation to us to make what we can of it while it lasts. Certainly, fear of death - or at least the process of dying - is perfectly normal and natural and understandable. We naturally dislike pain, and we dislike the idea that we, as we think of ourselves, will at some point cease to exist. I have seen many people claim that life has no meaning if cessation is ultimately all we have to look forward to, but I think this is misguided. To me, ‘meaning’ implies referral to something else, and I would ask what meaning life needs other than just itself. As for purpose, if our purpose is to attain union with God, what purpose remains once we have done that? Do we simply persist in pointless existence once we get to heaven?
What actually matters in all this is that we do exist now, and even if we’re gone and forgotten in the future, that will not - as
Greta Christina eloquently writes - change the fact that we did exist, that we did have our lives and our influence upon the world while we lasted. No-one can take that away, ever.