I’m all for being real but there are moments in life where you just can’t help yourself faking it. I’m not speaking of pretending you are someone you are not but rather the giving the impression you have it all under control. Like the moments we really don’t know how to deal with a situation but need to pretend we know exactly what we are doing so our kids don’t think were idiots 😉
But then of course there are other moments. And I’d like to share some thoughts about it in a Blast From The Past…
Children seem to get there, all of them, at one point. Maybe it’s part of growing up and realizing that things are changing. Maybe it’s part of the letting go. I’m not sure. But they all get to the point where they start asking questions about dying.
I was expecting it. Frankly already for months now. I thought the passing away of my Dad would get my daughter to the point where she would ask the question. The question I believe it’s the hardest one to answer:
” What happens to us after we die?”
Remember when you played grown ups? When you put your mom’s heels on and maybe her dresses, jewellery and make-up? Remember when we played pretend grown-up?
Sometimes I feel like I am still doing it today… Sometimes I feel I’m not a grown-up. I still feel like a child and I so want to behave like one. And sometimes I do. Unfortunately most of the time I get reminded that those days are no longer mine. That I’m playing another role now. A role I really enjoy too.
Just sometimes it would be fun to be that little child again and go crazy for a little bit again…