A Conversation that Aged Me – Literally and Figuratively

Posted by admin in death, I AM old, Kid Wisdom, The Love Fairy on 02 20th, 2009 | no comments

Last night when The Love Fairy was the only one in the tub, she sat back down after I soaped her up and she slipped back slightly and gently bumped her head on the side. After the little head bump, our conversation went a little something like this:

Love Fairy: ”Our bathtub is not as hard as yours is upstairs, mama , so I won’t die when I bump my head on this bathtub, right?”

Me: “Of course you won’t die honey, not from bumping your head like that!”

Then I remembered that my dude and I are always telling the kids not to stand up in the tub and to be careful because, “You could slip and fall and…uh, die.”

Okay, I didn’t think we said “die” but maybe we had. I know for a fact we say “You could slip and fall and really really get hurt.” Hmmmm…..note to self, the kids ARE listening.

The Love Fairy: “When I die mama will I be able to open my eyes?”

Me: ”Yep I think so. It’s just that when you open your eyes in heaven, things might look a little different.”

The Love Fairy: ”Will I see clouds and waterfalls?”

Me: ”Sure…”

The Love Fairy: ”And in heaven I will get to meet the precious God!! Who is God to the entire world!”

From what I know I have never ever referred to God as precious. So sweet, I thought.

Then she sits back and looks up at me with these peaceful blue eyes and says, ”Mama, are you gonna die before I do?”

Oh, how I love death conversations with the kids. Really gets me spinning.

Me: “I sure hope so!”

The Love Fairy: “NO! I don’t want you to die first! I don’t want to be without you! Maybe I’ll die first!”

*gulp, swallow, heart, heart, gulp, breath, the thought, oh please*

Me: ”Oh no sweetie. That’s not gonna happen and don’t worry because I’m not gonna die for a long, long time.”

From my mouth to precious God’s ears.

The Love Fairy: “Really, how long?”

Me: ”Oh, I’m gonna be around for so long. I’ll probably live to be one hundred years old!”

Okay, maybe NOT from my mouth to precious God’s ears.

The Love Fairy: ”One hundred??”

Me: ”Yep.”

She pauses, her little wheels spinning.

The Love Fairy: ”How old are you now?”

Me: “41.”

The Love Fairy: ”Oh my gosh! That IS almost one hundred!”

Yikes.

Oh precious God, let’s try and keep these death conversations to a bare minimum.

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