Mickey Fliers
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- Sep 18, 2004
This is something I have been struggling with for the last 3 years and I am just not sure how I should go about telling my children the truth.
Three years ago (last week) my mother committed suicide at the age of 52. It was obviously a complete shock as I was pregnant with my first daughter and my mother seemed thrilled. Not to get into the entire story, partly because it would fill a book and is mostly irrelevant, she did have some stuff going on but her death was something that no one (well, most no one ) saw coming.
When she died, my boys were 10 1/2, almost 9 and 5. At the time, we told them that their grandmother had been sick...not a complete lie. However, as time has gone on, they have asked several times "how did Picture Grandma die?" "Did she have cancer?" etc. We have been hesitant to tell them the truth because, well, the truth sucks.
So, I wonder, when is the right time to tell them what really happened? Do I tell all of them or just the older two and wait to tell my youngest son? Do I go into the whole big story or just answer questions as they arise? I am so lost in all of this and it is hard to talk to RL friends as they are too personally attached and have heard my every rant, rave, question, tear, despair for the last three years.
Thanks for any advice.
Three years ago (last week) my mother committed suicide at the age of 52. It was obviously a complete shock as I was pregnant with my first daughter and my mother seemed thrilled. Not to get into the entire story, partly because it would fill a book and is mostly irrelevant, she did have some stuff going on but her death was something that no one (well, most no one ) saw coming.
When she died, my boys were 10 1/2, almost 9 and 5. At the time, we told them that their grandmother had been sick...not a complete lie. However, as time has gone on, they have asked several times "how did Picture Grandma die?" "Did she have cancer?" etc. We have been hesitant to tell them the truth because, well, the truth sucks.
So, I wonder, when is the right time to tell them what really happened? Do I tell all of them or just the older two and wait to tell my youngest son? Do I go into the whole big story or just answer questions as they arise? I am so lost in all of this and it is hard to talk to RL friends as they are too personally attached and have heard my every rant, rave, question, tear, despair for the last three years.
Thanks for any advice.