Anyway, it is sad she’s worried about death so young. We try so hard to protect them. I remember being about her age and fearing it. Fearing it for myself, for my family. I used to picture myself refusing to die. Just hanging onto the tree outside my window and refusing to let death, in whatever monsterous form it came in, take me. I did get over it though and understand it to be just a part of life. In the past 3 years I’ve experienced more death than any of my friends have in a lifetime, in humans and animals, and I think it’s been beneficial for me as it’s taught me to appreciate the life around me while it’s around. There simply aren’t any guarentees tomorrow will come. I hope Kimmi will start to see things more in this way and become a stronger and more joyful little girl for it, though perhaps that’s too high of an expectation for a five year old?

I’m surprised your mum said that though. Even in a light way. o.O *hugs*

i think, for an older sister, it must always be this way, protective and concerned.