Tuesday, May 08, 2007


Tonight Bea asked me about diving and if people dive like fish do. She means dying and Bryan and I have had some talks about what we were going to say when this topic came up. Everything I said seemed entirely too inadequate, but eventually I set her at ease with the idea of reincarnation.

"Do fish come back, mama?"

"Yes Bea, but sometimes they come back as cats or flowers."

She seemed okay with that idea, so I guess we might become Hindus.

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