I have to tell you a story that happened shortly after my Beautiful Grandmother passed away. And really this has nothing to do with anything, but I was thinking about the baby birds, my babies, and how we all pass on at some point.
My dad and I were explaining to my oldest, who was about three at the time, what happens after your soul leaves this world.
He looked at me and my dad with the brightest expression on his face and said "OH! God's just rewinding her!"
He never cried and was not sad about it, he was very much at peace with his explination.
After that, we never looked at life or death the same. From the mouth of babes.....
Very sweet story...

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