A few weeks ago I sat down on the subway for my usual ride to work and overheard, over the course of a few stops, a conversation between a young mother and her daughter, who looked to be 4 or 5 years old. They were talking about death. “You mean,” the little girl was saying, “that when you’re a grandma, Grandma will be dead?”
“Yes, probably,” the mother said.
“And one day you’ll be dead too?”
“Well, yes. But it’s okay. I’ll live on in your heart.” She put a hand over her own heart and smiled lovingly at her daughter.
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