Paul came in tonight sobbing because he was thinking about how it would be if his dad and I died and he would be all alone.
I started thinking about what is the right wya to handle this? I ended up telling him that I wasn't going to die before God let me and that someone he loves would come and care for him.
I remember this fear as a child, so i know it is a real fear. I still sometimes worry about how I would handle if I lose a loved one of mine. If I still worry and wonder, how can a small boy deal with it? How have you ever handled the topic of death?
