A quick note

I got an inspirational note from my mom the other day. It said something to the effect of "if you knew you were going to die soon, who would you call, what would you say and why are you waiting?" It made my mind start to race. I know who I would call. I know what I would say. But there's a part of me that is scared to actually do it, because I don't want to sound paranoid about death. On the other hand, why should I fear anything when there are no guarantees in life? We don't know when we are going to die. We don't know when we are going to take our last breath. For these reasons, I intend to stop taking things for granted, and start living like I am dying, because we are all dying a little bit, everyday.