I used to (and still do sometimes) about dieing, when I was younger I would content myself by saying I'm too young for this pain to be anything serious lol, but as I get older it's getting harder to say that (I'm 52, and jusr starting the meno) I lost my 1st husband a few years ago , he was only 51, and when I was at his bedside saying our goodbyes I kept saying you can't leave me I can't even change a plug, he was an electrical engineer, so i'd never had to even learn, but it's amazing how you adapt if you have to.
Now i've met and married my new hubby I've got the worries again, I want as much time as possible with him.
I used to ask my nanna (she lived till 87, a very full and active life as well) if she was scared to die, she would say, no i'm not bothered I've done most things I wanted to do, and if I havn't by now i've only myself to blame.
xx