I've struggled with a new post for a week, as we've been dealing with the death of my brother-in-law. While it was expected, it was still rough nonetheless. I prepared Maya as much as I could leading up to it and we had some interesting conversations about death. She really does know how to process information this complex in her little 5-year-old mind. We took her to the viewing and the funeral. She was fine throughout all of it until we were leaving the funeral and my 4-year-old niece was given the crucifix off of her daddy's casket. This is what Maya chose as her way of breaking down. She said she wanted one just like her cousin had and burst into tears. She's old enough to know what's going on and I think she didn't know how to express her sadness. She cried through his gravesite service. It was heart-wrenching, but I'm glad in a way that she was able to get that out.
Now, we're moving on as a family and celebrated Thanksgiving together. My sister and the rest of our family put up their Christmas tree yesterday. Life does move on.
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