Helloooooooooooooooooo Thursday!
How is everyone?
I hope the weather is great. Here in my country, there is a recent news that there is another typhoon entering the Philippine Area of Responsibility (PAR). Typhoon Paeng has just left us and now Typhoon Queenie is fastly encroaching. I perfently pray that no more major damage will be done, beacuse Typhoon Peang had led to serious floodings to some areas and are still on-going recovery.
Anyway, today's post is my entry for the How to Talk About Death To Your Kids [ENG – ESP] || Challenge of the Week by 
DEATH is scary, come to think of it because no one wants it, neither no one is ready at all. If all can have the option to be immortal, why not??! Or how we wish we were some kind of vampire or werewolf? hahahha.. OMG, look where my novels are getting me into. 😂🤣😅
However, it is more trickier when the topic is raised to our children. It is hard to let them realize or understand death itself. For one thing, as parents we do not want that to happen to any members of the family. It's a major heartache! and especially we do not want it for our children the most, if possible death can be transferred to us, not to them. As much as we can, we want to spare them the pain, misery and heartaches. (I am crying as I type this, I cannot imagine I loose any of my monkeys.😪)
Mommy where is Dadhudz?
He went far away baby..
Go where? I wanna see him..
He is going somewhere we can't go.. sob sob sob
Why not? I miss him already, please tell him to come back.
There was a time, when one of my kids asked me about it. That was when my father-in law died. It was during the pandemic, he was admitted due to his diabetic illness plus the covid thing. We were all in shock because it was so sudden and the covid protocols were so strict that we were not allowed to visit or evern see his body. It was truly heartbreaking especially for ny ex-boyfie because he was the eldest and we were far-away from them, travelling was an issue, too. And plus the fact that I was likewise pregnant with our third and I was due the next month. At that time, I wasn't feeling well as well because I was experiencing some early contractions that shouldn't be felt at eight (8) months. I was advised for bed rest for the contraction wouldn't stop at all. I was scared and I feel the anxiety and sadness for my ex-boyfie who really wanted to go to his father.
So at that time, the children kept asking me why Dadhudz has to go. I simply that Dadhudz is sick and probably tired too. We have to take care of our body, we have to be healthy and fit. And I added that life itself is simply borrowed and it is not ours to keep.
My middle child asked me, can we buy life instead of borrowing? I wished I didn't said the last part, I wanna take them back now!! See how this children asked the most difficult questions in the whole wide world. And this is probably the reasons I didn't join the Miss Universe pageant.. hahahaha..lol..
Mommy, are you old? would you die too?
I wasn't ready for the next question.
I do not want to answer, but I feel that I have to. And they were really asking for an answer. Their curiosity is killing them to as to why we have no control over death. Maybe because they too would not want to let go of a loved one. It is never and was easy to let go.
Kids, sooner or later, we will all die at some point. (and this is the point were they hugged me and all said NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
My eldest would panic if he sees any white hair from me, he would immediately get rid of it. And I am thankful for the white hairs are very itchy.. hahahaha..
Death is coming regardless of age, whether you are old or you are young, whether you are healthy or not. Death is envitable! Death is a traitor! Death is unpredictable! Death is the same with change, it is permanent. Life and death goes hand in hand. They do come around, mostly unexpected.
I told my children not to fear it, but it is harder to tell them when you yourself is scared of it. At their young mind, it is difficult to comprehend the idea of dying. Sometimes, when I'm sick they are reminded of this, so they worry whenever I fell sick and could not go to work.
Kids, if someday I would be gone. Please take care of each other. I will constantly worry if you don't. Love each other even though at times you hate each other's guts. It is okay to hate your brothers at one time, but I hope your love will see through and learn to love them more. That is all I ask and nothing more.
But Mommy I don't want you to grow old!!! (to them old age is DEATH)
I know, I do not want it too. But, we do not know for sure.
I could not really discuss to them in concise how DEATH has a toll in all of us. But somehow, little talks goes a long way. I don't want to cover the idea of dying or lie to them that it is not true. I tried to express words in a way they could understand. For us moms, its truly deeply hard to explain anything to our kids. Even with my third pregnancy, they were all angry as we were having another boy and one kid told me to take them back and get a girl instead!! 🤦♀
Oh well, motherhood is tough!
But we survive our every day!!
I have all boys and it is not always a walk in the park, most days are Jurassic park!!!
That's it! my two cents on the topic.
bye-bye lovely mamas! and dads ;)
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