That's so sad Nova.Nova said:When I was 7, my next-door neighbor/best friend died suddenly and unexpectedly in the middle of the night. (It was never clear to me whether he died from an asthma attack or because he fell and hit his head on a cement floor during the attack.) I slept through the ambulance, police, etc.
First thing the next morning when I awoke, my mother (no diplomat) told me straight out that Randy was dead. When I began to cry, she told me quite sharply that Randy could see me from heaven and would be upset if I cried. (We were devote Christians, so I took her words very literally.)
A remark like that shuts up the grieving, I'll tell ya.
I've had the horrible job of having to tell my children that someone they love is gone. It's a delicate thing to do.
My oldest daughter has a friend who's father died very unexpectedly. We were woke up by the phone ringing at 3 am. My friend told me what had happened and she was calm and collected. Her daughter and my daughter are best friends and she had asked to speak to my dd. I went out and woke her and explained what had happened as gently as I could. Kudo's to my dd, she was just worried about her friend and spent hours on the phone that morning and went to spend the night with her, went to the memorial and just held her.
Death is never easy but I'm glad my kids can handle it, if needed, in a manner that is good for them. I'd never censor how they grieve. That's their heart and their feelings. I'll never understand how people can treat kids like little adults and ignore the fact they can have troubles dealing.