Only at bedtime do you really ask all the questions you want to know about as a child. Jordan constantly asks - how did he die? - How did she die?. He has been introduced to every member of my deceased family. He knows their names, what they look like, what they liked to do. Most of all he wants to meet them in heaven. Not your normal conversation with a seven year old, but I find it heartwarming that a small child has such an interest in their ancestors, the way my life was affected by them and of course the knowledge that one day we will all meet.
Seems a little weird that this would bring me comfort, but in all the horror of our everyday lives, the simple talks - the honest talks - the curious child will bring a joy nothing else these days can do.
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