If I were to die today, how would people remember me tomorrow? Death is a curious thing. Being surrounded by so many myths and legends, it is easy to be both as confused as intrigued by such an ominous topic. However, these characteristics also make one more inclined to try it ignore it. We think, “it will come, but not now.” However, as the 365th day comes to an end and the world moves into a new year, people are reminded of the finite nature of their time on earth. This is reflected by the countless resolutions that emerge on the first day, people pledging themselves to new goals for the new age. People are trying to make better use of their epoch, hoping to live better and fuller than they did, before their time comes to an end.
Death connotes a state of binary opposition. The idea emerges that one cannot think about life without thinking about death. I do not think that people explicitly think about death when planning their new beginnings; they are simply taking advantage of this transition between calendars to make a new start. Nevertheless, how can one choose to live more fully if one does not recognize the end of his time? Death, no matter how near or how far, lingers in the back of the mind, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing. The end of life highlights what it is short lived, and what is short lived should be lived to its fullest.