On Death

I was wondering today if I would rather die young and have many friends and family mourn my loss, or die old and have many friends and family welcome me home.

Then I thought - since I won't be around for them to mourn, then I would rather die old and have them welcome me home.

But then I thought - I already know so many who would welcome me home and so dying young wouldn't be so bad.

And then I thought - I am about to be 37 - I am not young.