Some time last week Hana an I were looking at her baby scrap book and she was asking about different pictures and she saw one of me and her visiting Grandpa's grave on Maui. She asked what it was, and I told her that we were visiting my Daddy. She looked at me and said, "where is your Daddy?" So I told her that my Daddy died, and that he was buried on Maui, and then I changed the subject. The next day while we were sitting on the couch, she brought the subject up again, "where's your Daddy Mommy?" So I told her that my Daddy had died a long time ago, and that he is burred on Maui, where her Grandmas live, and her cousin and then I changed the subject by naming all of her relatives that live on Maui. Now I knew that she understood what died meant because we have flowers that died and then we threw them away, so I was a little worried about what she was thinking. So the next day when she brought it up again I added that Grandpa is in heaven now. The following day we were in the bedroom and she noticed a picture that I have near my bed and she asked who it was. I told her that it was a picture of my Daddy on Maui. She asked to see it, and she looked at it a while, and she said, "oh Mommy, that's your Daddy!" I said yes and put the picture back on the shelf. Today she noticed the picture again.
"Mommy can I see the picture of your Daddy?"
I gave her the picture.
"He died, he went to heaven."
"Yes sweetie, that's right."
"Mommy, do you want to share my Daddy with me?"
"Yes Hana, I would very much like to share your Daddy with you."
"Okay Mommy."
I love my Hana.