This conversation happened today in a bathroom.
Arrine: If I eat poop and pee, will I die?
Kirsten: No, but it might make you sick. (Side note: Tee later reminded me that you really can die from ingesting faces, which I later corrected with Arrine.)
A: Why did Grandma Anne-Marie get sick?
K: I don’t know, Love. Sadly there are some types of sicknesses and diseases, that the doctors don’t know why you get sick. And Grandma Anne-Marie had one of those diseases.
A: How was she sick?
K: Her brain got really sick. So sick that it couldn’t keep her alive.
A: And then she died?
A: Can we still see her?
K: No, we can’t still see her, but we can feel her with us still.
A: Where was she?
K: She was in a hospital and laying in her hospital bed.
A: Is she still in her bed?
K: No, Love. She’s not there anymore.
A: She disappeared?
K: When people die, there are different things you can do with the person who died. With Grandma Anne-Marie, we heated her up really, really hot, and her body turned to ashes.
A: What are ashes?
K: It’s like dust and dirt. And then we put her ashes in a field in the prairies.
A: Is it the most beautiful spot ever?
K: Yes, Arrine. It is the most beautiful spot ever.
A: Why are you crying, momma?
K: Because you are so sweet and ask the most lovely questions about Grandma Anne-Marie. And because I am sad and miss her.
A: I miss her too. What did she look like?
K: You know, we have pictures of her at our house.
A: Yah, I want to see them again.
K: We’ll look at them when we get home.
A: Can I have a hot chocolate?
And that’s when I gave her the biggest hug and kiss and carried on with life.