Tuesday, March 03, 2009

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Nene: Daddy, when we die and go to heaven, and we meet again, how are you going to know me?

Daddy: Parents always know their children. I will know you. You don't have to worry about that.

Nene: Well, just in case you don't, if you see a little girl who is alone, that's me and you must come and pick me up.


We lost a close friend last week, very unexpected, many many years too early, and we're desperately sad. Explaining things to a five year old isn't always easy, but he was her friend too, and she's obviously thinking about it.

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