RIP Edward Kate Nelson

If you are concerned about discussing death with your children, you’re not alone. Many of us hesitate to talk about death, particularly with youngsters. But death is an inescapable fact of life. We must deal with it and so must our children; if we are to help them, we must let them know it’s okay to talk about it.

By talking to our children about death, we may discover what they know and do not know - if they have misconceptions, fears, or worries. We can then help them by providing needed information, comfort, and understanding. Talk does not solve all problems, but without talk we are even more limited in our ability to help.

What we say about death to our children, or when we say it, will depend on their ages and experiences. It will also depend on our own experiences, beliefs, feelings, and the situations we find ourselves in, for each situation we face is somewhat different. Some discussions about death may be stimulated by a news report or a television program and take place in a relatively unemotional atmosphere; other talks may result from a family crisis and be charged with emotions.

We had a death in the family yesterday.

Edward Kate Nelson passed leaving behind her friend Bill. The female guinea pig with a boy name was entrusted to us by Megan who needed to find a good home for her before she went off to grad school. But I failed in my charge to care for the pigs.

It was a sad day for all of us. Curt and Angelina were especially sensitive; Curt, the man who didn’t want the pigs in the first place. Angelina loves all animals but treats them like stuff animals and is sometimes too rough on them. She was bitten twice by Edward, who was protesting against the hugging. Though she was offended that Edward bit her, she still said she was her favorite.

Edward’s service was officiated by Curt with all family members present, including the neighbor kid. She is survived by Bill Nelson. She was buried with some parsley, her favorite treat, and will be missed by all.

Angelina cried in Kimberly’s arms and mine and told me she had prayed asking God to not let any other animals die in our house unless they’re old or really sick.

It’s been generalized that many of us are inclined not to talk about things that upset us, especially death. We try to put a lid on our feelings and hope that saying nothing will be for the best. But not talking about something doesn’t mean we aren’t communicating. Children are great observers. They read messages on our faces and in the way we walk or hold our hands. We express ourselves by what we do, by what we say, and by what we do not say.

I was inclined to tell Angelina, “She’s in a better place… “ because I sometimes think she’s too young to really understand death and dying but she always surprises me with her insight. She was two when her great grandma died and still talks about it now and then with me; simply saying, “I miss ba co.” Edward’s death shook her up now that she’s a little older and understands death a little more. Death will never be easy and it produces many tears but if we can have dogs in heaven, couldn’t we have pigs too?