15/11/2021
Last week I had to have a hard conversation with my 5 year old. We were going to great Nanny’s funeral (my Nan) and I have to explain that she had passed away. I wasn’t sure at all what to expect but he burst into tears. It broke my heart. I had to explain that her body had stopped working but now she was up in the stars looking down and always watching him as he grew. He was quiet for most of the day and drew a picture of a girls face then crossed it out. Whilst this shocked me at first I then realised that this was his way of understanding and processing what I had told him. It was amazing to see him finding his own way to understand. He asked a lot of questions and often repeated questions but I think he liked knowing that she will always watch him and when he can see the stars thinking she is looking right back at him 🥰
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This is the poem I wrote and read at her funeral.