Last night as Arwen and I was looking at a picture of me and Randy Lee taken several months ago at his grandmother’s funeral, the following conversation arose.
Arwen: Are we gonna go back to the funeral home.
Me: I hope not any time soon.
Arwen: Grandma died. That’s why we went there.
Me: Yes honey it is.
Arwen: Are Grandma and Grandpa gonna come back and see us?
Me: Not in this life honey. They are in heaven with God.
Arwen: Will we see them when we die?
Me: Yes honey.
Arwen: When we get old?(With a very alarmed face)
Me: Hopefully.
Arwen: Well you’re old.
Me: I AM NOT! I’m only 31.
Arwen: (Pointing to my freckles on my arm)Then why you got so many moles then?
I lost my composure and literally laughed out loud. It’s amazing where I find my inspiration.
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