I never thought about my own mortality until I had my daughter. As I watch her grow, I realize my death is near. I will only share this world with her for a short time. Our hugs, laughs, and special moments will come to an end. So many beautiful moments, in her life, I will miss. This saddens and scares me to know that I will no longer have these moments with her. It is not death that I fear. It is the not being able to see, hold, and touch her.