Saturday, December 27, 2008

Death: An Interlude

"I am not going to move! I am going to stay right here until he wakes up. He is not really dead, his eyes were still open before they buried him. That means he was just asleep."

A few weeks ago, my niece's cat, Simba, got hit by a car. We tried to prepare the boys, but this morning they found the grave. Logan, in a state of denial, wanted to make excuses on why Simba could still be alive. Then he just wanted to sit by the grave and wait for Simba to come back. Finally, we picked ourselves up out of the grass and moved on to other pursuits.

Lives live on in the stories we tell. Until all is made new.

1 comment:

Jingle said...

natural reaction of logan,
he is smart!