Having been recently diagnosed, the thought of death, actually having my life end far earlier than I expected has brought up many emotions. For me, like others has said, I really don't fear the event itself. I fear and get emotional about those that this illness I have has affected. Sure I don't want to go tomorrow, but I believe that in some way the hardships we have gone through no matter our age in this life have to lead us somewhere better.
I just buried my father 6 weeks ago while he was at home in hospice, sat with him up until he died. I view death as a new beginning. I don't look at it as something to dread as if I were being tortured or the likes. Regardless of the progression of all that's going on with me, at least I have time and the ability to leave this life with as much completed as I can.
I used to think that I would always want to go with a heart attack or something that just takes me. I don't have any cancer in my family and never expected for this to happen. Yet I have to look at this as my chance to make as many things right as I can and be comfortable when ever that time comes.