It is because there is death that we have life. Not the life of heartbeat and respiration, though that is a requirement, but the life associated with the pursuit of meaning. The temporary nature of our existence gives meaning to friendships, relationships and the experiences that we face. For without the temporary nature of these and the realization of death, the meaning of them fail to resonate or exist at all. As Emily Dickinson says, "That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet." Those that live die but once, but those that fail to live die themselves each day. Death is not to be feared for it is what gives our life meaning, but we should fear not living each day to our fullest and living our best lives in our pursuit of meaning. We cannot simply mark time to the end, but we must make each day count towards our truest selfs and greatest being.