Death, a Fascination

Miss B has been talking a lot about death lately.

When my Grandpa passed away Miss B was a few months off turning 2 so she didn’t really understand what had happened.  She adored him and would ask about him all the time.  I’m of the mindset of not lying to her but I also believe my responses need to be age appropriate,  she doesn’t need to know ALL the details.  She knows that he was old and sick, too sick for the doctors to help him any more and that he went to heaven.  He was buried and she has been to the grave yard to visit him, she calls this his “Special Stone”.

She talks to him all time, I find her looking above her and chatting to him about things going on in her life.  A few days ago she was at a party and brought a balloon home with her, I found her using it like a crystal ball and she told me that she could see him in heaven and he was talking to her other Great-Grandpa.  She knows that everyone dies at some point and we don’t know when or how it will happen and it’s just part of life.  We talk about death and life and heaven and I find having open and honest conversations is a healthy way to deal with it.

Last weekend she asked me what will happen to her when I die and I told her that hopefully it won’t happen for a long time but if it did she would have her Daddy.  She laughed at me and said “Don’t be silly Mummy, Dad will die before you, he’s older”.  Just when you think she’s got it figured out, you realise that she is only 5 🙂