Entry FeedThe funerals are done. We have said good-bye to my Husband's grandmother, great-grandmother to my children. The first question that daughter asked when we got home last night was, "When do I get to see her again?"
I think that it is OK for kids to go to funerals. Understanding that life has a beginning and an end, and that lots can happen in between, helps them to find truth and grounding. Husband and I answer all questions honestly, with the belief that they will understand what is important to their age.
At the funeral, we arrived before the casket was closed. I tried to keep the kids away, but they walked straight up. I had the usual question of why they close half to cover the feet, but they weren't afraid. Son Two hung out at the casket, looking inside, for over 20 minutes. His one comment was, "Mom - now your grandmother is the oldest person we know!"
My kids are lucky that they have all four of their grandparents, and that they met two of their great grandparents. They have developed an appreciation of the different generations and what family means. And I think that they are learning to celebrate and embrace life.