My single biggest life lesson was the day I realized that I was not the world's cop

[Phoebe Loosinhouse]

and that the only words and deeds I could control were my own.

It was quite a great relief, really. Operative word here is "control".

I'm sure this seemed relevant to something when I began this post. ;-)

[mdmc]

1. I remember when I figured out that everything dies

the horror...the horror...
I was like 7 or 8...

[Phoebe Loosinhouse]

3. Right. That moment of recognizing mortality. I remember that too

And I think that I too was around 7 or 8. I recall lying in bed and just rubbing my thumb and forefinger together and thinking "I exist! And someday I won't . . ."

[CoffeeCat]

4. That's interesting...

...because my girls (ages 7,8) are going through a stage where they ask questions
about death. We recently had a cat die. They are full of questions.

I'm not sure what happens when we die, but I talk to them about the possibility of
an afterlife, and even heaven. It seems to help them digest the reality.

It's hard not to give them that soft landing. It seems like a lot for a 2nd grader
to deal with.

[RedCappedBandit]

5. Every so often I start thinking about death, and the universe..etc..

keeps me up. freaky.

[otherlander]

6. I aways knew I would die

but it was just abstract, never existed as a concrete reality until I was about 15 or so. I tell you, being an atheist is not fun. It's scary as hell and I would believe in reincarnation if I could but I can't.
:hug:

[mdmc]

8. you don't know the half of it

try being a catholic...
I might have to spend eternity inside a dirty bong watching my ex-girlfriends have sex with other people.:scared:
(that is my version of purgatory... somewhat)...
:pals:

[AlCzervik]

7. yeah, that day sucked.

[Beregond2]

2. Now if only America would learn this.