right now, i've just gotten out of the bathtub. i have my favourite pajamas on (blue with pink roses, ruffles around the wrists and ankles, and buttons shaped like flowers). i've got my favourite background noise on (south park dvd's). i've got the day off of work. i'm enjoying a cup of coffee. i'm warm and safe and content.
right now it's easy for me to say that i don't fear death.
it's so easy for me to say that within this safe moment. i can only hope that when my time comes and i am truly faced with my mortality, that i can have this same sense of peace. i am not concerned over my fate after death, that has been assured to me. but living is all i have ever known. i hope that i am able to boldly step into the next life, resting on my faith, feeling as safe and warm and content as i do right now.
after all, what is death but the next great adventure?