Connecting people
August 14, 2014

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Me: Look at those big grey clouds!

D: There’s a tiny triangle of blue over there – like a Dorito!

Me: My granny used to say: “If there’s enough blue to make a Dutchman’s trousers, it will end up being nice.”

D: There’s only enough to make a Dutchman’s shorts. Who is your granny?

Me: She died before you were born. She was G-G’s wife.

D: But that was ages ago and G-G’s still alive!

Me: Yes, he’s strong.

D: Well, he’s not strong with lots of muscles because he’s old, but he kept going.

Me: Yes – mentally, he’s strong.

D: Who was your granny’s mum?

Me: The lady on the front of the photo album with all the family pictures in it in our dining room.

D: Oh. And who’s Granny’s mum?

Me: Granny’s mum is my granny, the lady I just told you about who died before you were born.

D: Does my dad know Granny?

Me: Yes, he knows her from when we were married.

[Long pause]

D: Did you know that everyone in the world is family? They’re all joined up, because otherwise there would be people at the end without a mum and dad which doesn’t make sense – everyone’s from the same family. The person in that car in front is our family. And the random person in that car over there is our family too. And that person, and that person, and that person…

Me: Okay, I suppose that’s true – at some point back in time we must all be related somehow. Where did you learn about that?

D: Nowhere, I just thought of it for myself.

Loving life. Now.
November 14, 2012

D: I don’t want to die.

Me: I don’t want you to die either. You’re not planning on dying any time soon are you?

D: No, but we all have to die!

Me: True. And then it’s a bit ‘nothingy’ when you’ve turned to dust. You might turn into a lovely butterfly after you die, though!

D: What?

Me: Some people believe that after you die you come back as something else – it’s called reincarnation. What would you want to come back as?

D: Me.

Me: Not somebody else?

D: No – I want to come back and be a five years old me again.

Me: That’s nice to hear. You couldn’t just pop back into the world as five years old though – you’d have to be born again and start as a baby.

D: But I don’t want to start all over again – it’s not fair! I want to pop back into this world as five years old!

Me: And what about if you don’t die until you’re really, really old – would you still want to come back as a ‘five-year-old you’ then?

D: Yes.

Me: Well you’re not going to die for a very, very, very, very, very, very long time anyway…

D: Yes – a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very long time!

A friendly haunt
August 27, 2012

D: Do you know – when you grow up you might have to let go of your friends? But that doesn’t matter because you get new friends.
Me: When do you have to let go of your friends?
D: When you’re older – when you’re an adult – some adults.
Me: You don’t HAVE to let go of your friends just because you get older. Do you want to stay friends with your friends?
D: Yeah, I LOVE my friends! I want to stay friends with them EVERY day. Even when I’m dead.

Keys to heaven
July 31, 2012

D: What will happen if you die before me?
Me: I’m older than you, it’s right that I should die before you.
D: But no-one will look after me and I’ll be scared.
Me: Your auntie Vicky, uncle Ian and granny will look after you.
D: But I don’t know the way to granny’s… I know – I could send her a message!
Me: They would come and get you.
D: But what if you die when I’m in the house and you float up to heaven and take the keys with you? Then I’d be locked in.
Me: They would get you out. Anyway, I’m not planning on dying for a long time!
D: When will you die – when I’m a kid or an adult?
Me: Hopefully when you’re an adult.
D: I wonder if I’m going to be a grandad or a dad…?

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