The one about death….

Twin girl and I were out on a rare morning alone together, we chatted about life, the state of the world, her upcoming ballet test and her team of Moshi Monsters.

When we had walked some distance we decieded to sit down and, after sharing a packet of fruit pastilles in the sun, we lay back with the warm grass cushioning our bodies and I squeezed my eldest daughters hand in mind and said…

“Shall we be best friends forever?”

My daughter turned to me and leant over and kissed me on the cheek, leaving the scent of a red fruit sweet in her wake.

“Of course mummy,” she said

She then lay back and reflected upon her words and suddenly sat up again.

“Well you and Susie,” she commented “because I can’t not be best friends with Susie as I promised at school.”

I patted her hand reassuringly, “that’s ok,” I grinned “I can share you with Susie.”

“Shall we do everything together?” I continued

“Oh yes Mummy” continued Twin girl with joy in her voice “that would be so lovely.”

“Shall we go on holidays, read books, and play all the time?” I carried on in my delusional best friend world.

“Oh mummy” Twin girl exclaimed “perfect”.

Then I lay down a true best friend test…

“Shall we live together forever and you won’t need to have a boyfriend and it can be just us two.”

Twin girl turned to me, her expression suddenly confused,

“Oh no mummy, that really can’t happen, you will be dead a long long time before I am so I need to sort myself out.”

For once, I had no come back – but I was acutely aware of my own mortality….

 

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28 thoughts on “The one about death….”

  1. Ah, what a lovely post:) Made me smile! My princess loves a knitted waistcoat I have and asked me, if she can have it when I grow out of it. “I’m not planning to get any bigger” “Hmm, can I then have when you die then?” Well, I couldn’t say no to that!

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  2. Can I refer you to the demise of Muffin the goldfish. Who could have anticipated the effect it’s passing could have on TGs later life? Please tell me you didn’t flush poor Muffin, unless that is you favour a burial at sea…….

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