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when the batteries run out, what's next?

Of interest, Reagan has been having an on again, off again problem getting to sleep thanks to the self realization that she may one day die.  Sorry for the talk about death today, but it's Thursday, what else are you going to do?.  She was really freaked out about it.  I guess it is a right of passage.

So, I asked Mel, our resident Sunday School teacher to address the issue.  Strike one.  Reagan was assuaged by the heaven argument.  The sleepless hours passed with her balling.  So I suggested we have Reagan speak to her Church's kids pastor about it.  Strike two, oddly, I got stonewalled by Mel.  Still have not got my head around that one, but I am sure she has her reasons.

I suspect Mel is worried at what Reagan might say.

In my attempts to calm Reagan, she asked me point blank, "what do you believe?" with a look that said she already knew what I thought.  And compelled not to lie to the child I told her.  I told her I'd like to believe there is more.  That someone/thing waits for you at the end but the bottom line is I don't.  I think Reagan was relieved to hear she wasn't the only one.

We seem to be back in a lull where she isn't thinking about it.  Thankfully. 

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