It's become apparent that I accept death as it's inevitable. Now, don't confuse my acceptance of it with asking to be marked with my personal ending. If death has marked itself upon me, I can truly say that I have lived a great life. I'm sure you're asking as to how I've lived a great life in such a short span of time.
I've over come a lot of personal obstacles; challenges that I have never expected to accomplish. I've risen against depression that plagued me for years. I've opened up to others for I realize I need my friends just as much as they need me. Last, but not least, I've conquered my fear of conveying my emotions that used to be trapped in an infernal prison deep inside the confines of my mind. These three obstacles hindered me in the highest caliber in regards to living a great life.
So yes, I accept death and I do welcome it in open arms when it extends its eventual invitation because deep down, I'm content with how everything has fallen into place within my life. In the end, when you learn how to die, you learn how to live.