I just lost two close relatives who were also friends today. We grew up as kids and they were about a year or two older than me. I’ve always been aware of death and accept it but when stuff like this happens, it’s a really strong reminder of how we’re all moving along in the line towards the end.
Our death is us joining oblivion. That’s scary to think about until you realize you were in oblivion before you were born. I have no negative view of my non-existence prior to my birth. Death will be just like that so why should I have a problem with it.
Knowing we die someday gives life meaning.
Further, the alternative to death is living forever. Now THAT sounds like hell.