Sorry I haven't been on in a while - things have been a bit hectic over here.
Jen's grandmother passed on last week, at the age of 83. The cancer that started out as a small lump in her breast earlier this year spread throughout her body. She was loved and will be missed dearly.
It's rather hard on Joe as this is his first experience with death. I've tried to answer his questions as honestly as I can:
Q: Why do people die?
A: Because if they didn't, and people kept having babies, we would run out of space. Also, people would be so old their bodies wouldn't work right anymore. Who knows, by the time you're 80, they may have changed all that.
Q: What's it like after you die?
A: I don't know, I never died before.
Q: Why do they close your eyes when you die?
A: What would you care? All you would see is the inside of a box anyway. (This, of course, was NOT a good answer to tell a kid!)
Q: Is there a hell?
A: I don't think so. I don't think God created us to be alive for a little time just so he could torture us forever if we didn't do what certain people told us to.
Q: Why do souls go to heaven but not bodies?
A: It's probably like when you're dreaming. If you dream you're in school, you can talk to your friends and play, but your body is still in its bed.
Q: I wish Great Grandma was still here.
A: (thinking to myself: "Well, technically, she always has and always will occupy a time/space position, it's just that human brains perceive time as flowing in a single direction..." Spoken aloud:) "Yeah, me too."
Rest in peace, Rose. Wish you were still here.