Fear.

My dad once told me that he wasn’t scared to die. And he believes in God but he’s not very religious. He just said when its his time to go, its his time to go. He has a very nonchalant attitude about dying. When it comes to me, I’m honestly scared. I’m scared that I’ll die before I achieve my goals. I want to become successful, and have children and pass my wealth down to them. I feel sorry for people who die at a young age, because life is long in my eyes. I don’t agree with the phrase “life is short.” When I actually sit down and have conversations with my older family members, I learn a lot from their past experiences. I would love to past down my knowledge once I get older. The one thing I don’t want to do is live in fear of death, because it’s inevitable. I guess thats what my father was trying to say. Nobody knows how long we’ll live, so we might as well enjoy life while we have it.