Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
Known for all that you were during this brief stay.How sad it seems to leave this earth without those you love the most ever really knowing who you were.
"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it."