Devin and I were laying in bed last night talking and laughing. He was asking me about something he read online about the world ending in 2012. He shared that although he didn't believe the world would end then, it scared him to think about.
It's pretty heavy to talk to your child about things like death sometimes. Especially when you can so relate to what they are feeling. I explained my own journey about how I came to feel more comfortable with death over the years. I also shared how when I was younger I was much more afraid of certain things than I am now. I empathized and validated the best that I could with him.
I shared my feelings on how every living thing is connected and how we never really die. He's heard this before from me, but he understood it on a deeper level last night. He hugged me and I tickled his back. He cried a little and said that he never wanted us to be apart as a family.
I told him that we would always be together and he said that when we died he hoped we all would become trees in the forest. We laughed and shared what kinds of trees we will be.
This morning Devin woke up and began gathering a few things to bring outside.
When I went out to see him, he was laying beneath what he calls his *favorite tree*. He was barefoot on a blanket and playing his recorder while looking up at the tree. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he was playing music for the tree. He said, "After all, this tree is family."