He Died on the Toilet (Truth and Humor)

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My best friend died on the toilet where we worked and I was the one who found him. Death is certainly no respecter of one's dignity. Emotionally, death is a messy proposition. Even at its best death is messy. My mother is 90 and in her final stages before dying. It helps that she has lived a long, good life but still...

In regards to death and what happens to us after we die, so many unanswered questions. The answers people give about death are speculation since the people giving the answers are among the living and haven't experienced death personally and come back to tell us all the details about it. 

There is no excitement about someone dying like there is when someone is being born. While the process of birth is filled with happiness and celebration, death is filled with confusion, pain and separation. 

No wonder people avoid talking about death. What's to talk about. We can only speculate what it is like to die and what happens to us after we arrive on the other side. And while many people have firm beliefs about what happens to us after we die, they are just beliefs and in the end whatever we believe about death, we all could be wrong. 

Death is the great equalizer.When we die whatever power, money and wealth we have acquired along the way stays behind when we make the journey to the other side thereby making us equal to one another like we once were before we arrived here. For me, the best way to handle death is with humor.