Conversation this morning at the breakfast table:
John: "Mom, when are you going to die?"
Mom:" Well, I don't know, but I hope it's not for a long time."
John: "I hope so too. I hope you don't die until I am in college. Then I can live in this house all by myself."
John's comment seemed to come from out of the blue as we have not been talking about death recently, and I don't recall it coming up in movies or books we have read. So I guess I should look forward to my next 14 years of life, as John has me pegged as gone after that.
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