Death is Life's best friend because he removes us from that which hurts to hold onto any longer and leads us not to the end but to a new beginning. And while Death may seem a grim, sad, and solitary figure, it is only because, when in his throes, we see him only for what he is taking us away from, not for what he is taking us into.
Mostly, it is only after we have been dragged unwillingly through the process of dying that we are able to see that an ever-expanding and an ever-deepening version of Life exists eternally on the otherside of Death. Yet, Life says, "Love Death now, for he is my most precious gift to you."
Such an understanding compels me to invite this Old Friend into my life in each moment. Afterall, any friend of Yours is a friend of mine.
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