People die. People die and we don't know if they can see us or hear us when they're gone. But we can see them. We go to their graves and we give them flowers and we tell them that we love them and we miss them and we wish they could see us now.
And what we can do is we live our lives in a way that would make them happy. We know what would make them happy. They want to be proud of us.
So be kind, and be brave, and be clever and be strong, and make her happy. We don't know if they're happy, so we do the best we can, and we do it over and over, and we become good people they can be proud of. Ok?
~~Me, to my daughter, when she finally realised that "your great grandmother is dead" means, well, dead.
There was more but mostly it was a retread.
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