I'm not really the spiritual type but when I heard about his death an hour or so ago, the realisation that we, as a species, can actually die at any time. Perhaps this was a Captain Obvious moment but while we can try our hardest to prolong the visit from the Grim Reaper, we all know that despite our different beliefs that his (does the Grim Reaper even have a gender?) inevitable knock on the door will come - whether we expect it or not.
I know people that live their life to the fullest (their version of it at least) and seem to almost not expect making it to another sunrise. I also know people who plan so far ahead (I'm guilty of this too) that it almost doesn't make sense as the probability that all the variables between the moments in time are properly considered is very slim.
Between birth and death there's this bit in between that differs from person to person. Some people call it life.
"'Tis impossible to be sure of anything but Death and Taxes"
- Christopher Bullock (1716)