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I know where you are coming from in that area of life. I have been told that even as a child I was always asking questions about death as well as a fear that those around me would one day die.
posted by
kdstorm73
on October 12, 2009 at 7:29 AM
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My imagination was always my best friend, too. Still is. :)
Hi sweet dog, I thought I said "hi" to you before, but I guess I just thought I did. Lovely heart-musings here. This made me think ... I always seemed to just understand what it meant, death, that is. I don't recall having to wonder. Is that sad? Hmmm ... xoxo and belly scratches.
posted by
Temple
on October 11, 2009 at 11:54 PM
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blu3dog, my dad passed away when I was only four, and I was not allowed
to go to the funeral home to say "Good bye"....I spent the darkest night of my life under watchful eye of a babysitter who was more like a family member....My mom passed on when I was an "adult" of around 30, give or take...still much to young to die, but at least this time I attended the visitations and funeral and felt like I was supporting my older brother and two older sisters....go figure!..
I still pray on occasion that God will say 'Hi' to my mom and dad for me, and I'm not ashamed of it at all....
posted by
Rumor
on October 7, 2009 at 3:51 PM
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That was a very hard experience for you. Two months ago my ex-husband died and our grandchildren have reacted in different ways. The youngest, who's just three, often takes his toy phone and rings his granddad. The eldest is eight.If I say to her for example: 'I look forward to doing this or that with you next summer.' She says : 'that's if you still alive'. Once she even said: 'If I'm alive' and another time: 'Daddy's quite old too.' The parents have been open with them all along the line; they took them to see him just after he died and they attended the funeral. Still however understanding you are the insecurity is still there and it takes time to come to terms with it, and you remember for ever. 
posted by
elinjo
on October 7, 2009 at 11:11 AM
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wow...heavy...cant sleep now...
thanks for the page visit and comment!
posted by
NighthawkNY
on October 6, 2009 at 7:36 PM
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Wow what a post. So much food for thought there. Who of us hasn't had that fear; that everything we are and were would cease to exist. Although I believe that our souls carry on.
posted by
Darson
on October 6, 2009 at 6:27 PM
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blu
Very well written! And it's interesting to me not only that a six-year-old would actually reflect on death, but that you remember it so well.
I am trying to think back to those days, but whatever I thought of death, if I thought about it at all, is lost in fog...But then, I did not have your experience...
posted by
Nautikos
on October 6, 2009 at 8:32 AM
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Such a realization for so young! I liked how you escaped through your imagination! I did a bit of that myself, always a super hero, lol! sam
posted by
sam444
on October 6, 2009 at 5:07 AM
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You described very well
the child's first acquaintance with death.
posted by
cpklapper
on October 6, 2009 at 3:30 AM
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Yes Great post..it is shocking for a child that age to come to terms with life and death and you related the experience well.Thanks so much for stopping by and your kind comment and welcome.
posted by
shobana
on October 5, 2009 at 9:30 PM
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Great post I enjoyed reading you. That was a dreadfulexperience for a small
child and no wonder you still recall it. It;s very young to graspthe conceptof mortality. Why I am old and I stillhave trouble with imagining a world without me in it.
posted by
Kabu
on October 5, 2009 at 9:08 PM
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Great post I enjoyed reading you. That was a dreadfulexperience for a small
child and no wonder you still recall it. It;s very young to graspthe conceptof mortality. Why I am old and I stillhave trouble with imagining a world without me in it.
posted by
Kabu
on October 5, 2009 at 9:07 PM
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