...security?

Why is it that I'd like to know what's going to happen? I spin gazillions of theories in my head about possible outcomes to present and future circumstances full well knowing that I have zero influence on 98% of them. "Making plans" is the ilusion of preparing myself emotionally for a situation that may or may not manifest itself - and even if it does, chances are I'll still be surprised and wondering how to deal with it now that my former worst nightmare is, in fact, reality.
According to Hofstede, different people have different anxiety levels when faced with uncertainty. People from the southern hemisphere, allegedly, have a more relaxed attitude and tend to take each day as it comes, whereas people from the north are less likely to smile in the face of change. Now, I hail from the north originally but sort of pride myself in having blurred the stereotype at least a little around the edges after having lived abroad for so many years, and yet... some things never change.
Since I have my private pension plan I'm less stressed about the issues surrounding unemployment/ aging society/ there's not going to be anyone around to contribute to the pot that is supposed to be paying my pension by the time I'm old anyway. Of course there's life insurance (which I've not contracted as yet), but it only kicks in when we die, right? To lessen the pain of the ones left behind or some such. Has anyone ever thought about coming up with a life insurance, financial or emotional, that can be enjoyed while still living? Or is that aka friends and family?
There's no insurance or security for life if you actually intend to live and make the most of it. Maybe now that I've written this down I'll find a way to roll with the punches without driving myself round the bend before anything's even happened.
Have a good weekend all! xxx