Death is an interesting thing to me. It's something most people fear. It's something that makes people sad. Something that can motivate people. Something that can devastate people.
Here is what it is to me. As happy as my life has been, can, or will be, a majority of life is spent trying to make those few moments that make us happy happen. Most people work. They struggle with their responsibilities at work, stress about deadlines, spend time fighting traffic to go to and from work, making a meager salary to support their families. I'm not one to keep up with statistics so here is my take on things. 90% of parents want to provide more for their children. Whether it is toys for young kids, the latest and greatest gadget for teens or money for education, or a dream wedding, etc. Everyone in the world wants something more that what they have, I think that is just human nature, and what drives everyone to continue putting up with working. Life is a constant struggle full of hardship and disappointment with sprinkles of those memorable moments. Throw death into the equation and what happens. That person is released.
If there is no life after death they will never feel anything again. Some may argue that they will never be happy again either or that they missed out on so much. My reply to them would be that they don't know what they missed out on, therefore they haven't really lost anything. If there is life after death as most religions teach, the majority of religions believe that there is some sort of happiness and tranquility for people once they hit the other side. Either way you look at it the person who has died is in a better situation so why mourn their death? Why not celebrate it?