First off, welcome! I hope you find what you need here.

If I can ask, what has you thinking about death this evening? Anybody or anything in particular?

I'm not sure what stories I can give you though. Death is a pretty universal one with its own sense of timing. I've lost a lot of people in my time and no matter how they died the result was the same: a pine box six feet under.

I think of death this way: When the ending is certain and the
timing... not-so-much, make the journey worthwhile from the beginning. That way, no matter when you croak, you can be satisfied that you did alright with what you have.

Hope this helps you out! Again, welcome!