I'll be honest. A little over a year ago, I almost died. I was, quite frankly, surprised when I woke up in the hospital the following morning. Nothing witty went through my head. I just wanted my husband to know that I love him, and for him to let our kids know how much I love them. More than anything, when I was dying, my mind was filled with thoughts of my family and their welfare. I was amazed at how non-threatening dying really is, how peaceful the process is, even when you are in extreme pain. Dying really isn't nearly as terrifying as we seem to think it is. Dying is actually quite easy; it's living that's hard.