My dniece told me all about death. She was 3.
She told me it's very very sad but not for the people who are in heaven because they can fly.
They are in the clouds, you can't see them but they can see you.
She's now 4 and talks about death occasionally but it doesn't upset her.
She said to her nanna the other day "it would be nice if grandad could come and see us wouldn't it." Her nanna thought it was a lovely thing to say. It meant she hasn't forgotten him.
When she asks about people who have died she always asks "are they in heaven? My grandad's in heaven. It's very nice there but it's a bit sad because you can't ever come back"
She's just completely matter of fact. She knows that mostly people die because when you are old if you get poorly it's sometimes to hard to get better. But she also knows that sometimes children die too.
She knows her daddy's sisters went to heaven when they were very little. She said to me that they couldn't help it, it wasn't their fault, it was an accident so no one was cross with them. Nanna was sad but they aren't. She said nanna is still sad sometimes but I just give her a love until she's better.
I think it's great, she understood it whilst she was young enough to take it on face value. I hope I can do the same with my ds. I want him to always know about death. I don't want it to be a horrible surprise if that makes any sense.
My love to everyone who grieves x