my husband lost his grandmother last wednesday. she lived a long, full life and is now in heaven rejoicing with her husband. jason is so strong. watching how he dealt with this loss was awesome. not that this was an awesome situation, but his actions had me in awe and i, therefore, consider them awesome. we did experience a new chapter in parenthood with this as well. how to help an almost 2 year old deal with death. not so much death itself, because she doesn't understand that yet, but helping her deal with the atmosphere and emotion of sadness. she had no clue why everyone around her was so sad and why they were all crying. she kept looking at me, with her big chocolate brown eyes reflecting the sadness around her along with the silent communication questioning why there was all of this sadness. what do you say? i decided there was really no way to help her understand at this point, so we went out into the lobby of the funeral home and within 10 seconds she was back to her normal self. she explored the fish tank, she colored, she looked at pictures of her ggma, and she ran from one end of the building to the other. when she did see her ggma in her casket the next day before the funeral, she asked if she was sleeping and if that was her bed. her daddy told her yes to both. i do need to say that the catholic church is advanced beyond all others with their cry rooms. something very smart to have when funerals and wedding last an hour and a half. books and toys galore, along with rocking chairs and a bathroom. overall i would have to say my daughter handled her first encounter with the conclusion of the chapter of life as well as an almost 2 year old can be expected to. along with that bringing joy and smiles to help keep the sadness at bay, a little while at a time, for the rest of the family. she and jasper did very well with that job. new little lives to remind us of the beginning. my heart will choose to say lord blessed be your name.
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