Mortality might be considered a paradoxical blessing limiting and expansive at the same time. Emily Dickinson wrote, "That it will never come again / is what makes life so sweet." There is usually a moment of reckoning in late middle age when we comprehend that there are more years behind us than out in front of us. Wherever you are in life, bless your mortality and cherish your remaining years.
— Holly W. Whitcomb in The Practice of Finding