Yup, we've had a few over the last years. Sometimes I wake up feeling really down, in my head I'm composing what I'll say at various funerals
I kick myself up the backside, count my blessings and get on with something, even if it's only cleaning up in the workshop.
I can remember being about 6 years old and worrying about that stuff... didn't do any good then, doesn't do any good now.
My Mum (died about a year ago) used to recount with a laugh how our son came up to her one day when he was little and said..
"Granny, what's death?"
Dunno how she got out of that question!
Keep on keepin' on, we'll have plenty of time to worry about it all when we're gone.
Del