Death is hard

on children too

My three (almost four)

year old granddaughter

was full of


“Why did PawPaw have to die?”

“Whose cups are those, Paw Paw’s?”

“Are Rusty (the dog) and Paw Paw playing in heaven?”

“Is Paw Paw and Rusty with Grandma – Mommy’s Mom?”

“I think the next person who goes to heaven should take Roxie (the dog) with them so she can be with Rusty and Paw Paw.”

“That’s Paw Paw in the picture- can I take it home?”

Grandma was choking back tears all day

while answering the pure, honest, questions

straight from the heart of a child.

© Lisa P 8 September 2019

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