My grandmother is currently in the hospital and we are unsure how much longer she has. My grandmother and I have always been particularly close, my kids have always been very fond of her and they hold a special place in her heart. It seemed best to prepare the kids for what might be ahead.
It is always difficult going through your own emotions, when dealing with sickness and death. I can only imagine how hard it must be for kids. I never dealt with it in my youth, having come from a very small family.
While the idea of her no longer being here is a little worrisome to them, I believe they are beginning to understand. They know that the Lord may choose to heal her and He may not. Either way, they have the hope of being with her for all eternity.
I think the hardest part of our discussion was when I mentioned it might be best for her to pass. They didn’t seem to understand that sometimes our wanting someone to live, is selfish. We aren’t thinking about what would be best for them, but that we would miss them. Is it right for them to remain, living in pain and discomfort, simply so we can have one more day?
My grandmother has made the final choice… If she goes under, don’t save her. I think she is telling all of us it is time to let go. I think she is ready to let go.
I love my grandmother dearly; I know that what lies ahead is in the Lord’s hands. He will ultimately decide her future. He knows what is best and He knows when she will draw her final breath.
While talking of death isn’t the most pleasant subject, it reminded us all that our lives are not in our own hands. It taught our children that sometimes we need to let go. It gave us something to hope for… eternity.
Have you had the “death talk” with your children? How did your children handle the conversation?