I just saw on television an interview with a woman of 87 years that has caught my attention, not for what they had but for the clarity with which it had. Lucidity of young and mature aged, lethal combination. When the presenter asked if he was concerned a birthday (for a misunderstanding that has been his age) women said no, and is not worried and was glad to, then let out a wonderful phrase for age: " what puc not stop, ho deixa passar (" I can not stop, let it go ).
Can we stop death? We can avoid it, perhaps making fun for a while, but never avoided. It is our final destination, so ... if you can not stop, let it pass.