When I was around 22yrs old and a single mom I use to worry about dying all the time. I feared death ALL THE TIME. I just knew I was going to die and my son would be alone. Well my son is now nearly 32yrs old. I didn't die, life went on. I'm still here. The point is, you can live in fear of dying for the next 30, 40, or 50 years. Or you can live. Either way one day we all die. You can't stop it. But do you want to find yourself 40 years down the road and find that you wasted all those years worrying about dying. Live on girlfriend- live on :)
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