Thanks all for your answers until now! It's so interesting to me to read all these different approaches to the same end we all, well, approach.
For me, I just love life so much. But I'm also still comparably young, so my hope is that, as I get older, my love for life will wane after time, and death will be easier to accept. My mother is not afraid of death. She even doesn't want to live if she loses some abilities in life. I find this very brave. I know some things I want to do in life, I know things I can do and for me, life has already been worth the ride. In the end I will lose it all, but who doesn't? And who knows? Maybe it's a circle, maybe not. Everything seems surreal to me, and very far away, if I think about the things the human brain cannot really fathom.