I don’t think it’s accurate to say I’m scared of death. Because I don’t believe that people truly “die”… I believe the soul moves on to somewhere else. Somewhere bigger than we can even comprehend. And that it’s bright and incredible and mysterious. Not scary.
But “death” is weird. One moment, someone is in this world, on this earth, and then the next moment they aren’t.
It’s hard to imagine a world without them sometimes.