By Josh Stinson
Dying a lonely, sad person is my greatest fear. To die feeling that I was a failure, not accomplishing my duty in life, not living life to its fullest would be terrible. Being at peace with myself when I die is important. I want to be at the peak of happiness when I die, not a depressed old man.
My way of coping with my fear is to live life to its fullest each day, to be able to see the rose growing out of the manure, to be with the people I love and who love me back until I die.
Perhaps my way of coping with my fears is just a dream, and my fears are reality. If this is so, then so much for reality. I will live in my dream. I will be happy and content.