On 26 February 2027, I will turn 86 – well beyond the average lifespan of an Australian male. This realisation shapes my perspective. My core message: every day matters, and openly facing mortality motivates me to live with optimism, purpose, and intent.
By explicitly acknowledging the certainty of death, we come to better understand our deepest values and priorities. This awareness not only guides our meaningful choices for the years ahead but also helps us and our loved ones prepare emotionally and practically for our eventual passing.
By sharing my experiences of aging and my evolving perspective on mortality, I show how reflecting on death can help us define our values, make meaningful choices, and ensure our wishes are known – reinforcing the message that every Day matters. The daily intake of pills I take reminds me I have more time for reflection.
Scientific and medical advances extend life, but also raise questions about our future. Yet most people still avoid facing mortality. Perhaps, having no say in our birth, makes us feel uneasy about lacking control over death?
Someday, someone will say your name for the last time. Therefore, I believe it’s vital that our farewell reflects our wishes and character – be it funeral details, values, or how we want to be remembered.
Is leaving a legacy important to you? Do you care? You?
I recognise that people die in various ways – accidents, disease, suicide, misfortune, or war – but most die naturally, in bed.
I’m not trying to be funny or indeed morose. I just hope to get people thinking and planning for the end of life, which we all have to face. Of course, if my words make you smile, that’s fine too.
Heightened awareness leads me to wonder how many more birthdays, sporting events, concerts, or writing opportunities I will enjoy. These thoughts extend beyond milestones to the small, daily moments.
Everyday pleasures – playing with our dog, morning tea with my wife, park walks, chats with friends, music with red wine, or reading by the fire – matter more than ever. Last year’s birthday for my wife was an unforgettable family gathering.
Similarly, an earlier dinner with friends reminded me that each gathering now carries extra significance as an occasion to be savoured. Others may not notice this shift, but I do.
This awareness has made moments more meaningful and prompted me to be more purposeful with my time.
Reflecting honestly, I realise death isn’t as mysterious as many believe. Just as birth is without choice, we fight death – also without choice. Still, much remains unknown, and this uncertainty shapes how people talk about living and dying. This apprehension leads directly into the next part of my reflection.
Because of this indecision, we often avoid confronting death and grief until it is unavoidable, hoping life will be prolonged, rowing against the flow of the strongest current. We’re more comfortable sharing photos of life’s beginnings, as bad as the pictures may be. Both our in-between experiences also merit recognition, just as we tell birth stories and display old photos.
To add complexity, death ignores time’s passage; it arrives haphazardly because time is human-made and disconnected from it.
This uncertainty often leads us to postpone thinking about mortality. Yet exploring these thoughts – whether alone or with others – lets us reflect on the past and ponder life’s meaning. (There is none that I have experienced). I spend much time in meditation.
To explore this further, think back to your first loss – whether a relative, friend, or pet – when death first insinuated itself into your life experience. In that moment, did you connect death with loss and ponder its meaning?
Experience has shown me that loss is complex and every life is finite. I have endured many losses, yet I am determined not to let them overshadow my remaining years.
For some, faith offers comfort through belief in an afterlife. My own convictions involve uncertainty.
While faith shapes many responses to mortality, I have found that wisdom must be sought in this life, even if some questions remain unanswered. To be told that the life we are living is a forerunner or introduction to a better one serves only to devalue the one we have.
I reject this idea for lack of evidence. This leads to a key distinction: the difference between the purpose and the reason for life.
I don’t believe life has an intrinsic purpose or reason. Maybe purpose directs our actions – like pursuing happiness, knowledge, or helping others. These are meanings we create.
In contrast, the question of life’s reason is a deeper, philosophical question: why does life exist? There is no reason for it.
Purpose is individual and subjective, while the reason for life may remain elusive. Purpose structures life; existence’s reason remains unclear. Perhaps life’s reason is simply procreation – the continuation of the species.
As I consider these questions, I hope to reach some understanding before my time comes. Returning now from philosophy to more practical matters, the next reflections address these real-world concerns.
I do not want my family shocked or uncertain about my wishes, especially for my funeral. For example, I want to be cremated quietly with only family present, and my ashes scattered on the half-forward flank of the Heidelberg football ground (grandstand side) at a suitable time.
When my brother passed away with dementia during COVID, his family had little choice. It taught me that it’s best to prepare ahead rather than wait until the last minute. These experiences highlight why such discussions are vital.
Preparation can include writing down your wishes, discussing them openly with family, or adding a simple document to your important papers. Early decisions provide clarity and spare loved ones confusion.
My coffin should be of the cheapest, most environmentally friendly material. The afterparty should be a celebration of my successes and an acknowledgement of my failures, but nonetheless celebratory.
This process matters deeply to me. I want my family to understand my life – its challenges, successes, disappointments, and its ending – even though they’ve witnessed much of it already.
Sharing these aspects helps them understand how I value them, why I distinguish between manners and genuine civility, between positivity and negativity, and why I believe in loving oneself before one can accomplish these things.
These values especially make me think of my wife, whose approach to motherhood is the purest expression of love I know. I want to share the core principles that have guided my life and my family.
Even with early preparations, most families aren’t ready for one’s death—it often comes as a shock, especially if not discussed. While accidents happen, we usually sense when time draws near.
Because we can’t predict the exact moment, it’s wise to help our families be emotionally and practically prepared. Forgiveness and love can ease this transition.
If you don’t clearly share your wishes about death and your funeral with your family, you may lessen the meaning of your life journey. Be open about your preferences.
For some, faith provides peace and forgiveness or helps set things right with their maker. For others without religious beliefs, letting things be may feel best. Each person’s background and culture shape their values at life’s end, so all approaches should be respected.
Sharing your wishes openly may help your family see aspects of you they had not noticed before. Conversely, you might see something new in them.
For some, death follows a prolonged illness; for others, it arrives abruptly. Not everyone spends their last days in palliative care, in a hospital, or at home – the circumstances vary widely.
I prefer to keep things simple, and I’ve already talked to my wife about it.
Why have I written all this? Let me explain with a personal example. In late 2025, I visited my doctor. Unable to articulate my symptoms, I wrote them down and handed my iPad to him. Within moments, I underwent an ECG. Searching questions followed quickly, and answers just as fast. I found myself shrouded by technical medical jargon that I struggled to understand. I concluded that I had a serious heart condition because the phrase “congestive heart failure” kept recurring.
For whatever reason, both my wife and I took the discussion to mean that my death was imminent. We drove home in silence and a little later rang our children to give them the news.
We had, for another reason, cause to visit the doctor again: The next morning.where it was revealed that we had thoroughly misinterpreted the discussion. We now laugh about it, but underneath it all, it was positively premature.
With that said, here’s my thought for today:
A Death Certificate only records the end of life. The true measure of your life is your legacy – shaped by your actions, values, and priorities. My central message on mortality and priorities is this: Build a meaningful legacy by discussing your end-of-life wishes and values.
These crucial conversations bring clarity and peace, helping align your actions and legacy to your deepest intentions. Above all, remember: preparing for death gives life meaning and ensures that each Day of your later years is vitally important. I hope I have prompted some further discussion.
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Hi John
Thanks for writing this. I have enjoyed your work here for years. I’m 73yo.
I could care less about my legacy. Within a generayltion, everyone who’s ever met me will be dead. Countless millions of people have come and gone.
We know about very few really. That’s ok.
I lived my life convinced that there was just too much being consumed without much point.
I came, I did some stuff, I left. I hope to maintain my perfect record of having never, in all my life, seen a dead person. Never a corpse.
What’s next? We’ll find out soon enough.
Another thoughtful John Lord contribution quietly explaining why all persons should have ”end of life” discussions with their loved ones and business associates so that your wishes/advice for the future are known.
From hard experience the practicalities should be known:
1) Write a legal will, ideally with your lawyer (expensive), and be prepared to revise it about every two years as the future occurs. Be prepared to have certified copies with different persons in different locations. Pinning your single copy will to the back of the kitchen draw is probably NOT the best location.
2) Keep your personal & personal business papers in order, in a place known to more than one family member.
3) Discuss your preferred funeral plans with family members preparing for the celebration of your life; keep it a happy event free from interpersonal differences to be solved on another day.
There is likely more things that others may add.
Thank you John: your essay exactly parallels my thoughts and intentions as I approach my next birthday. On that note I recently read an article which in summary said : University studies have shown that people who live longer have more birthdays; so I am looking forward to my 83rd with never ending curiosity.
It’s no great mystery. We get to keep nothing, despite accumulating as much as we can. Life is loss. Have fun while you can, if you can. That’s about it.
Max, I would add life’s too short to drink shit wine.And for those of us of advanced years..never miss an opportunity to have a piss,never trust a fart, and ,if you get an erection,don’t waste it.Thanks ,Billy Connolly.
@ Mediocrates: Like all of us, You were borne at an early age and died in the latter half of your life.
@ Harry Lime: Life is too short to drink sour wine or drink bad coffee.
Good wine should be shared with other who appreciate it together with good conversation.
Despite the great variation in pricing, from the $4.00 bottom of the shelves reds & whites to the many hundreds and sometimes thousands of dollars per bottle of Penfolds, it’s a relative truism that all Australian wines are quaffable and enjoyable. Aussie winemakers are on par with the best in the world and this has been the case for many years. In the late 1990s SBS TV did a Wine Lover’s Guide to Australia; many interviews with notable winemakers, one of whom (Grant Burge perhaps?) was candid enough to offer that there was a huge amount of bullcrap around the description of wines per taste, quality etc., and that in essence we all drink wine simply to enjoy it and get a bit pissed and btw, forget all the crap about a $50 bottle of wine being 10 times better than a $5 bottle, it simply isn’t true.
@John Lord, my brother was a winemaker and vigneron, sequentially, not simultaneously; he knew ‘good’ from ‘bad’ wine and made an art of being a winey know-it-all who could wank on endlessly about this or that drop and bore the tits off his listeners with his obsessive monologues, so I think while yes, he knew and drank good wine, he failed the test of being a good conversationalist. He was, to his detriment, an utter narcissist, albeit way below Trumpian standards, this personality flaw no doubt the major contributor to his sense of having a god-like knowledge of wine in all its aspects but little capacity to share his knowledge in an engaged manner.
@ Mediocrates, people born on the 29th February have fewer birthdays than the rest of us, yet incredibly they still seem to age.
And per the essence of John’s essay, timely for all the geriatrics who frequent this site, yes, it’s worth keeping in mind that life is a gift and we never know when our last breath is due. Many of the old traditions taught that mindfulness of one’s impending demise is a worthy exercise; Japanese samurai were schooled to expect to die at any moment and to carry this as a constant awareness, another system taught that one should look at all others with the sensitive awareness that one day they will die, and to apply that to oneself also. I recently learnt that that one of my university mates dropped dead at the age of 55 – he was around ten years younger than me (I was a mature-aged student), the best man at my wedding in 1983 died in his sixties, two other men I worked with and knew well, also dead in their sixties… those last three all from leukaemia, the first from heart failure, my mother checked out on her 43rd birthday, my stepmother lost her son at eight years old in an utterly tragic car accident and her husband suicided a year later on the first calendar anniversary of their son’s death… the Grim Reaper stalks relentlessly and will take any opportunity to present himself.
John, I grew up in a part Italian background family, and wine and food was always to the fore, even as a kid.The wine back in the 50’s we would now regard as weed killer, but what a learning curve.I have been sharing very good wine and food with friends and family ever since, as I stand in the shadow of 80.
As for death I’ve seen a few friends and family die, including my wife of 58 years last year.She struggled with Parkinsons, especially the last few years, and it was a bastard.I wish nobody had to die that way.I’ve come to terms with death over the last 10 years or so, and death doesn’t bother me, it’s the way you die that is an issue,but my kids know exactly how it’s going to go, under all possibilities
I’ve had a good and fortunate life, despite my sometimes stupid decisions, and I totally agree…enjoy every day like it’s your last.
Therein ends the sermon.
To all the wine lovers on AIMN ….. may I recommend a visit to the Stanthorpe Queensland wineries where the quality and quaff-ability of the local wines has improved considerably over our 20 years of imbibing.. Check out Boriann, a long standing favourite, Tobin a wonderful story there and the Ballandean Church collection.
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4) Advanced Care Directive (ACD) medical directions so that family and doctors know your wishes in the unfortunate event that you are incapacitated & incommunicado after an event that renders you seriously incapacitated.
@New England Cocky: I can assure you that life for me since retirement has been more inspiring than the previous 50 years. Despite a sad loss of my partner for 50 years and 3 months I have since walked 1000km on the Camino Frances in 2017 and followed that with 630km on the Portuguese Camino in 2019. An unexpected heart valve replacement and pacemaker in 2021 caused me to reflect on what a second chance could be and the last few years have been (almost) in isolation being engaged in subsistence living and rainforest regeneration in a sub-tropical region. The loss of my partner caused me to think that my remaining time could be according to the popular but limiting ageist narrative or I could duo something useful, interesting and soulfully rewarding. So no, I didn’t die in the second part of my life – I learned to live again.
@ Mediocrates: Well done!! My condolences for your loss. But my congratulations on taking charge of your health and refusing to vanish into the wallpaper as society would prefer.
The Caminos are a bucket list dream. About 25 years ago a local lad surveyed the ”New England Camino” from Walcha NSW around the edge of the gorges to Armidale then out to Point Lookout, down the escarpment to Darkwood, Thora and Bellingen. Naturally NPW shunned the project because spending in regional communities is very low on their agenda.
That quote was part of a written History exam question from a teenage student colleague. The History teacher was not impressed.
Sod the Caminos. I just want to do the Heysen and Bibbulmun before I go. And get into the Eastern Arthurs … and maybe even the Prince of Wales …
Thank you John Lord for your wise and generous insights.
You’ve demonstrated by your very eloquence how one can lovingly consider others even when facing one’s own mortality – a fine legacy indeed.
How blessed are we that our lives have not been prematurely and violently taken from us, that we can enjoy the life that remains to us, put our affairs in order, and depart with grace.
Thanks for all your comments. They were great to read and l appreciate you doing so.
Beautiful work John Lord, and maybe the meaning of life is learning about awareness?
We are born alone, and die alone, what we have in-between is a bonus, it’s up to you to decide if that was a bonus or not, and to notice what exactly is your purpose, no one can tell you that, that’s your choice post a few detours along the way.
Happy sojourns John one and all.
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