Piggybacking off my last post, I thought I’d write about another fear…death.
I don’t fear death, I know it’s inevitable. I don’t know what’s going to happen after death, and that’s not really a fear. It’s confounding, a puzzle, a question with many answers.
Anyways, I have a plan for “in the wake of my death,” that I have clearly outlined with my daughter. I don’t expect her to understand or remember everything I’ve told her, even so, the plan is still in place.
I will confess, I should do better when we travel. I don’t check in at the embassy, I only leave my travel itinerary with one person, I don’t drill my daughter on our whereabouts, and there’s probably some other things I’m missing.
I do keep backups documents. I do have addresses and phone numbers written down, and I have a will. If something were to happen to me while we’re traveling, my daughter knows who to call. That person has access to a credit card, all my information, and legal docs.
I do need to do better.
How do you talk to your children about death? What plans do you have set for those “just in cases?”
Currently re-reading Sula, Toni Morrison