Tuesday, 16 March 2010
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How Do You Explain Death to Your Young Child?
I was reading a status update on Facebook from a girl I went to high school with. Her children were playing outside when their dog was hit by a car. The dog then died in front of the smaller children and the mother is at a loss as to what to tell her sons.
It got me thinking because, well, we have two cats who will probably die sometime while the Dude is younger. Under six. Unless we have two of those pain in the ass house cats that live until they're twenty five. I have a feeling our fat cat, Pingle, will wind up living that long just to spite me; meowing at me if his food dish is more than half empty, meowing at me because he has to jump the baby gate to get to the litter box, meowing at me because I ask him to move off of my bed so I can make the damned thing. That cat is the bane of my existence, I swear...
Anywho, I was wondering how I would deal with the death of a pet to our small son.
I'm really confused about God and heaven and stuff. I'm a natural questioner, and Christianity doesn't provide the answers that I'm looking for. I suppose I'm agnostic. I just don't know, you know? I'm very comfortable with my spiritual beliefs and I'm not looking for "the way" or anything like that. It's just her answer isn't one I would consider, telling my son that the cats were in Heaven with whoever else we knew who had died. I'm more likely to explain to my son the cycles of life and death, then probably tell him something about souls or spirits being soothed.
Religion in itself sort of scares me and I'm not sure what I'll tell my son when he begins to ask God questions at home. I'm sort of relying on C's parents to expose him to the whole Christian scene, and when he's old enough to actually make a decision I'll hear him out. I don't want to dissuade him from believing in God but I don't have a concise enough concept of God myself to do any sort of educating, you know?
Heavy stuff, huh?
I'm not trying to spark a religious debate or to offend anyone. I admire people who have faith because I kind of feel lost not knowing exactly what I believe in. I'd like to be able to give my son a solid religious background but I feel like a hypocrite going to church and not believing in what they're talking about. And I certainly can't expect him to believe it if I don't, you know?
So how do you explain death without God and make it seem not-so-bad?
I think I'd have to be honest with him. To tell him what I believe. That death is like sleeping, like you're in waiting. And when he asks what we're waiting for after we die I'll have to be really honest with him and tell him I don't know. For what comes next, I guess.
I genuinely believe that something happens after we die. I just don't know what. I don't mind not knowing, either. It's not something that I think about on a regular basis. My philosophy is be nice and good and nice and good things will happen in your life. For the most part, I think this holds true. I don't know why bad things happen to good people. It might have to do with balance in the world. I don't pretend to know any answers when it comes to the hereafter.
Before I had a child, I never questioned if my beliefs were enough. It's amazing how shaping a young mind can make an adult mind rattle, isn't it? I don't want to mess him up, I guess... I don't want him to be confused or to really worry about death too much. I want him to know that it happens but it's okay. It has to happen. It's a small price to pay to be blessed with such a gift as life.
I want him to know that life is precious and wonderful and that he should live it to it's fullest. And not worry about anything but living a good life, being a good person, and respecting his surroundings: man, animal, planet. I guess I strive for him to live by the Golden Rule. "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you". That seems like a pretty good rule to live by, if you ask me. And it seems like enough for us. Will it be enough for him?
How do you explain death, afterlife and other related topics to your child? Has your child had to deal with the death of a friend, family member or pet?
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What we did when my husband's grandfather died was to "explain" it the way they did on Sesame Street when Mr. Hooper died.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZTvDZHRFrU
It's okay to laugh and cry and draw pictures. Mine handled this explanation just fine.
What I don't suggest is using any kind of replacement. Like, don't tell your kid the deceased person is just sleeping, or went to sleep and didn't wake up, or anything like that. One of my friends made that mistake and her daughter was terrified to go to sleep for weeks afterward.
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death isn't something you don't realized happens, not even kids. they think about it at some point. i realized it without anyone telling me, so if you never tell him it's not like he'll be oblivious..
I would say the same thing to my child, if I have any in the future.
I am religious, and in my religion we believe that when you die it's like sleeping. You aren't conscious of the things around you; you're just having a peaceful sleep.
It's basically most of what you said you'd tell your child.
I HIGHLY suggest you do not tell your children that death is like sleeping, as doing so can cause some children to become afraid of going to sleep.
@SeeBeeWrite@xanga - @draco1531@xanga - Thank you for that! I hadn't even thought of making him afraid of sleeping so thank both of you for pointing that out. :)
If one is religious or Buddhist then it comes in context and is not difficult.
"Joel, your dog was hit by a car. It got hurt real bad and it was too tired to wake up. It's not going to wake up anymore. It died. Maybe it's going to dream about playing fetch and eating doggie treats forever now."
I wouldn't use the phrase "it was too tired to wake up"... I know of at least one kid who would then freak out every time he got tired... I've told my kids about illnesses and injuries that can kill. Usually explained that the being was so very sick or so very hurt that the doctor's couldn't help - that there were no medicines or other treatments that would help. I explain that sometimes, rather than staying here in pain the being (I keep saying being because we've applied this to peopel and animals) needed to leave us.
But I go on to explain that even though who ever it is isn't here in their body that they are still in our hearts. My older son's pre-k teacher gave me that one and it works exceptionally well, even for things like daddy going on a trip or leaving a beloved teacher to go on to kindergarten (we used to "feed" daddy via P's heart). I explain that some people believe in a place called heaven and we discuss what that might be like. I also explain that some people believe that our spirits rejoin the energy of the world so it can be resused - this very quickly goes on to a discussion of recycling souls like aluminum cans...
Personally, I offer a number of options that people believe and the kids pick their favorite. The discussion alone tends to take the edge off the grief.
The big thing is to be truthful that the dead won't be coming back, that it's not the same as sleeping, that the cold they caught last week isn't so bad it will kill them and the scrape on their knee won't either. Kids need to know that it is OK to be sad but that it is important to remember the happy things too. No matter your religious views, those we love do live on in our memories and kids seem to find comfort in that so this is where I concentrate my energies. So far, my kids are very matter-o-fact about death in all of it's forms. They accept it as a part of life and while they may be sad and they certainly don't want death to come to anyone, they can handle it fairly well when I give them room to experience their emotions and then move on.
Little kids can't fully comprehend what death is. So it's best to explain the basics to them, and then just ask them if they have any questions. Then you can see where they are in their understanding, and clear up anything as well.
When I was four my family had to explain the death of my father to me, they used the recent death of my cat to explain it. We're Christian, so it was easy for them to tell me stuff like "He went away to be with God and he can't come back to earth" It was hard to handle, Forever was the hardest part for me to grasp, I thought maybe in a long long time he'd be back.
@sinpescado@xanga - Very, VERY good advice. Thank you. :)
This won't be helpful, but my BIL was shot and killed last year. When I told my 3yo son that my grandfather died, he naturally asked, "Who shot him?" Obviously Grandpa was old and died of old age. I guess being shot was his only experience with death.
On another subject, I suggest faith shopping, if you are a believer, or want to be. Different faiths approach death (and of course other beliefs) from different angles, and you might get some questions answered; something might make sense to you.
http://belovedhearts.com/stories/Doris-WaterbugsandDragonflies-632617144169637500.aspx
Read them this story. It's called Waterbugs and Dragonflies. My family used it to explain death to our 5 year old cousin.
You never ever tell a child that death is like sleeping. That will simply instill a huge fear of sleep.
My sister passed away in January of '09. It wasn't my children's first experience with death, however, it was their first VERY CLOSE experience. My son, who will be 11 in May, has a better grasp of what death is than his little sister, who will be 8 in June.
My daughter's grief slowly came out within a few months' time. She hated going to school, thought that I would die while she was away at school.
When she asked me why her aunt couldn't come back, I have to admit, I had a rough time answering.
Being Christian (Catholic), we talked about Heaven, that my sister was with God. I tell my kids that she is still in their heart, always will be.
@Wildflowersp@xanga - I'm so very sorry about your BIL. That is tragic.
@ManoAngeliukai9902@xanga - He had an untreated mental illness, while it was a shock to the family, it was not a surprise. He is in a better place now. Thanks for the concern.
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@Wildflowersp@xanga - Yes, you're right, he is in a better place. So tragically, though. Sounds like your family has come to peace with it.
My sister suffered multiple strokes back in '04. My parents were her caregivers. Then Dad was dx'd with colon cancer in '08, right after my sister went into congestive heart failure. I was a wreck. My sister passed away in Jan '09, and Dad went into remission just before Easter '09.
What a few years it has been!