I know this has been done to death (no pun intended) and I have searched through previous threads for practical advice but I really just need to process this here as its really affected me.
DD is coming up to 3 and a half. I've suspected a conversation about death has been brewing this last few weeks and have tried to prepare. Very fortunate that we've not yet had any direct experience of it but things have been coming up where she's asked about my grandma or even characters in history that have come up. I explained that they had died and they weren't here anymore and she didn't ask too much more and accepted basic answers until last night...
Oh my goodness the questions she was asking and the way she was articulating herself just blew me away...what happens when you die, where do you go when you die, are you sad when you die. Then she asked would she die and would I die and I had (so I thought) prepared myself for this and I said in a long long long time so far away you don't need to worry about it.
She was distraught, in disbelief but asking again will she die. She then asked would everyone on our street die (we have a relatively close knit street/ neighbors) and she was so so upset. I instinctively wanted to tell her no, it's all ok but I was honest but tried to tell her it was a long long time away.
Her reaction was visceral and it's really hit me hard. There's something about the way she articulated herself and the way she was making sense of it that's really got to me and I keep playing her words and gestures over in my head.
I'm not saying I handled it perfectly but I handled it the best I could, However I feel so so emotional about it.
I think I expected more of a build up/ drip feed but it was like everything dawned on her at once.
I mean death is harsh no matter which way you look at it and I feel like I've just shattered her world. How do any of us come to terms with it?
She wanted me to go to sleep holding her and I wish I could just hold her like that forever and make everything ok. This is such a strange thing to say but I also feel more 'bonded' to her today with such an overwhelming feeling of wanting to protect her which I haven't felt before.
I know it's life but gosh this is hard. Does everyone have this 'realisation' moment? Any thoughts/ experience/ advice would be much appreciated