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In early March, I lost someone very close to me- a dear aunt, who meant the world. Her death was not completely unexpected, since she had been ailing for a long time. In many ways, it was a release, since she’d seen too much pain.
When it happened, I was in the hospital. So was Gy. In my grief, I rushed in to see the body and left her behind with V.
He gently drew her close and explained in simple terms what ‘Death’ meant.
He talked about cars. About how they become old and needed to be given away. He said the body was the same way. When it became too old, it needed to go.
This was easy for her to understand, since we had recently sold our car, after ten years of use.
He then told her about the soul. He said that her great-aunt was not gone and lived inside her. She lived every time Gy excitedly wore a new dress. My aunt was a flawless seamstress. When I was born, she single-handedly stitched 28 dresses for me! She continued to stitch, sew and embroider well into her illness. Every time she saw Gy, she would beckon her towards her and take her measurements.
‘So, she won’t be able to make those dresses anymore?’ Her eyes brimmed with tears.
‘No, darling. But she is free from all pain now.’
With a mature look, she wiped her tears and said, ‘I think she will be happy with God.’
Watching my young child accept Death was an acknowledgement that she was growing older. She would need to face the world, its joys, its fears, its sorrows and its smiles.
And I knew, that it was the right time for her to learn this valuable lesson.
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The answer to the Charades post is ‘Tiger’. We were just playing with words, remember? Kudos to all of you who got it right 🙂
Written for the A to Z 2014 Challenge
D is for Dealing with Death