Death and grief shouldn't be apart of childhood. Except it is. And for my kids it's a big part of their lives.
They ask some rough questions.
Where exactly is heaven?
Oh sweetness, how I wish heaven was a place on earth. It's simply not. It's above us somewhere but I can't say exactly where.
Why can't we go visit there?
If we could visit heaven I would spend a great deal of time there everyday. We can't visit. Once you go to heaven you can't come back and you can't go until Jesus is ready for you.
But mama I wanna visit the babies!
Oh so do I.
Mama I miss them.
So do I.
When Madalyn gets married and has a baby is it going to die too?
Oh baby I don't think so. Most babies are born and live a long time and grow up. Like you.
But our babies died. Why?
I don't know. But Jesus does and when I get to heaven I'm going to ask him.
Can Santa bring us a baby?
No honey, Santa can't bring us a baby.
I really want a baby.
I know me too.
I was going to help feed them.
I know. You were going to help a lot. You are the best.
I love you mama.
I love you too Haleigh.
It brakes my heart that she has to understand These things that I don't even understand. I'm trying but sometimes I wanna scream WHY too.