At 70 years old, I’ve done my ‘three score and ten’, so naturally I have made arrangements for my departure, but can’t say I worry about it very much.
In Sweden, they apparently have a wonderful habit called ‘death cleansing’ which you can practice at any age. It’s an efficient way of dealing with clutter.
What you do, as you carry out daily routines, is to ask yourself if any possession would be a nuisance to those you leave behind. If it would, then unless you really need it, chuck it out now and save them the bother. It’s rather good, and puts a very positive spin on dying!
My biggest fear, and one that haunts me constantly, is that I might lose one of my beloved children or grandchildren. I know that people do cope with such devastating loss, but I don’t think I could!
Maybe I’m a little depressed myself in having these awful thoughts - I know they occupy far too much of my time, and my children say I’m over protective and that I fuss too much.
I can accept that we get old and die - that’s the natural order of things, but for someone be snatched away from life and loved ones in infancy or youth is so horrible a tragedy that it’s hard to comprehend.