I have nothing now but praise for my life.
I'm not unhappy.
I cry a lot because I miss people.
They die and I can't stop them.
They leave me and I love them more...
What I dread is the isolation...
There are so many beautiful things in the world
which I will have to leave when I die,
but I'm ready,
I'm ready, I'm ready.
― Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are.