when will I die, Daddy?

this is a question my 8 year-old son asked. death has been a big part of his life so far. first his Japanese grandmother, then two more elderly female members of the Japanese side of the family. but thankfully children are not shut out of the process of grieving, as we might find in some western cultures.

in the photo, grandmother’s bones have been collected in the urn, by close family members. feet first, head last.