I would like people are nearest and dearest to my heart, to stay alive and be able to see them ...until I die.

In reading this thread, I actually felt happy and sad. It's like an ache in the throat...reminds me of the last episode of Six Feet Under, where the show flashes briefly how each family member dies at old age...

How life itself and the future is full of longing. Of such hope. As Shakespeare said life is but a dream...

Just being alive right now, could become a dream to someone else later when we die... Was it a dream, that she was alive once upon a time?

_________________________
http://cyclewriteblog.wordpress.com/ (How cycling leads to other types of adventures, thoughts)
http://velourbansism.wordpress.com