Sunday, September 19, 2010

I know what I believe. But I wonder what to tell my daughter sometimes. I have spent the past week out of town helping my grandparents. My grandfather has been fighting lymphoma for five years, has been just been referred to hospice. They will need constant help now. Being the oldest grandchild and the only one in the family with medical training, I took the first shift so I could work with the nurses to set up medication schedules and help get a routine started. My family has a very deep Christian faith and I am glad my grandmother gets some comfort from her prayer and devotions, because the Xanax she's on isn't quite enough. But what do I tell my daughter in response to her questions about death? She completely rejects the idea of the Easter story as illogical nonsense. But I'm worried that she may need a myth or two until she's older and her information processing centers in her brain have matured a bit more, just something vague. On the other hand, I don't feel comfortable telling her something I don't believe myself. Any advice to share from somewhere who's been there?

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