For months now the girls and I have been praying for the little girl of a friend of mine from college. She was the same age as Maggie, Kate, and Sarah, had a big sister about the same age as Ella, and she had leukemia.
Today she is free from all her pain and in heaven with Jesus.
Tonight when the girls asked, just as they do every night, "Mommy is she better now?", I said yes. She isn't sick anymore, but she has gone to heaven to live with Jesus.
That brought on a whole bunch of questions and comments that I couldn't prepare for. We speculated for 15 minutes about how we get to heaven (questions like does Jesus pick us up from earth?) , what we'll do there, who all will be there, and the list goes on. Maggie even supposed that Jesus will let us come back real quick to grab our pocket books and purses.
I felt very inadequate answering their questions. I strive to be real and authentic in every circumstance with the girls, but sometimes I wonder what they must be thinking.
So if you have any advice on how to discuss death with little ones, please share that with me, and please pray for this sweet family who now has one child on earth and one in heaven.