Can we talk about "Death"

"Death" what everyone avoids but is unavoidable. The sting, pangs and trail of death lives with all of us. We all have lost someone to Mr. Death, the vacuum they leave behind is always a constant reminder of the frailty of our existence.
I lost my landlady some months back, nice and caring woman. I wasn't in town during her internment. As we all go about our daily activities in the house where she lived, we are constantly reminded of the unavoidability of death, we are always reminded of the "tempoaryness" of our existence on this planet and what i have come to observe is death keeps taking us by surprise. We are not always prepared.