That sort of thing is actually how I typically enjoy myself. I don't always reflect on people, sometimes I just reflect on various subjects, or just the observable world around me. I'm well aware that one day I'll no longer exist, and my memory will be forgotten. And once I've finished serving my purpose, I will be content with that end.

That's a fair point, there's certainly enjoyment to be had in this sort of a thing. So I ask you, what [i]do[/i] you consider your purpose?

I've thought about it for a long time, and I feel that the career I'm working toward is my purpose in this life. Of course, I'll still place importance on other aspects of my life, but as far as internal purpose goes...yep.

What field of medicine are you in?

I'm not sure if it would really count as a field of medicine, though it would be ordinary for me to work in tandem with said field. I intend to be a mortician. So, as a field, funeral service.

Wow, I've never spoken to anyone with that field in mind. Fascinating. May I ask what draws you to that morbid profession?

It's something i've had in mind for a long time, actually. However, I didn't consider it seriously until I graduated from high school, and found out about a two-year program available at a local college. As for what initially placed the idea in my head, I can't quit explain. I've always held fascination with death that ran quite deeply into me, for as long as I can recall anyway. I was curious in every aspect, from spiritual, to philosophical, to physical, and so on and so forth. I also feel that the position will allow me to serve both the living and the deceased, by aiding them during the "twilight phase" in which humans typically practice their various mortuary customs, depending on the cultural and religious background of a given family. I can also do my best to provide emotional support in a time of loss, while also providing advise along the way to ease the burden of having to plan and organize a service. The reasons provided in that second paragraph were actually reinforced due to an experience I had a few years ago. As I mentioned in my original post, I had a son who passed away. It was nearly three years ago, due to medical complications. The staff of the funeral home we had his service planned through was very kind an understanding, and generally made the process much less unpleasant than it could have been. It was still a painful event, but I healed, and I didn't have to deal with any (further) unnecessary complications while seeing to it that he was given a proper sendoff. I was thankful for that, and i'd be honored to be able to do the same for others one day. I could get more specific about my innate curiosity toward death in general, but I don't want to make this post any longer than I already have, so that's the basic summary of what all has directed me toward the path i've chosen. I hope it wasn't too long-winded of an explanation.

No, thanks for sharing that, I found it fascinating. I've always wondered what caused people to take such morbid professions, and that explains some of it. Best of luck to you with it.