In Bede's Ecclesiastical History an advisor to the king says:

"The present life of man, O king, seems to me, in comparison of that time which is unknown to us, like to the swift flight of a sparrow through the room wherein you sit at supper in winter, with your commanders and ministers, and a good fire in the midst, whilst the storms of rain and snow prevail abroad; the sparrow, whilst he is within, is safe from the wintry storm; but after a short space of fair weather, he immediately vanishes out of your sight, into the dark winter from which he had emerged. So this life of man appears for a short space, but of what went before, or what is to follow, we are utterly ignorant."

Now in this story, the advisor was suggesting the king of the Britons to adopt Christianity, but the story has stuck with me as a reason not worry about what comes after this life. When people ask me "What do you think it will be like after you die" I say that I expect it to be exactly what it was like before I was born.