Dd (3.7) has been asking random questions about death. It started last month when we were gardening and some flowers had died and she asked me 'Will I die?'. I said yes, when she was very, very old.
This morning she asked me when she would die and I said the same. Then she asked 'When will you die?. And I said the same and she said 'But what day?' and I told her that no-one knows the day. Then she started playing tooth fairies.
This afternoon as we were playing with toy food she asked again. Then she said 'When you die, I think I will just die then.' Then she carried on playing with food.
I'm a biologist by trade and that influences my matter of fact, cycle of life take on this topic. But I also have a lot of personal anxt at being an older mother (now 47) to an only child.
It is genuinely a deeply challenging concept. We mainly behave as though death were a rumour - that's how we cope. But it is sad to see the beginnngs of existential anxt and fear of loss.