Aside from the tears, there have been things I was not prepared for. The eldest trying to stop us from burying her in the garden and the surprisingly mature and honest comments. "I am still crying inside", "I wish that even though she's dead she could come back for one day, but I know it is impossible" and "Will the police send the person who killed Lola to prison?" were questions/comments that threw me today.
I also realised that today was the first time that I dealt with loss from someone else's position. As upsetting as it was to lose a pet so suddenly, the day was about the kids and their emotions and trying to help them deal with it, rather than about me. My upbringing simply hasn't programmed me to deal with such events and I think this is a British trait.
We are not good at talking about negative stuff, I am a prime example, but I hope that letting them express their feelings, telling them it's OK to cry and be sad will help the next generation be better at these things than mine.
Not sure of the point of this post, other than catharsis, but we all need a release at times.
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