Grandma Charlene

This morning, after Samuel's doctor appointment I spoke with my dad on the phone and when I hung up the following conversation ensued:

Samuel (S): Who were you talking to on the telephone?
Me: Grandpa Sam
S: "Is that your dad?"
Me:  Yup
S: Where is your mom?
A few moments of silence as I pull over to the side of the road and try to stop tears....really, it has been 19 years, but sometimes it just hits me.
S: Mom, I said, where is your mom?
Me: She died when I was a little girl
S: And then she came back?
Me:  Nope, when people die they don't come back.  They go to live in Heaven with Heavenly Father.
S: Is she at the police station?
Me: No
S: Why did she die?
Me: She got sick
S: Did she go to the doctor?
Me: Yes, but she got so sick and the doctors couldn't help her.
S: Tell me all about your mom died.
Me:  Well, she got sick and her body couldn't get better.  So soon she stopped breathing and her heart stopped beating.
S: BUT YOU NEED YOUR MOM!
Me:  I agree little buddy.
S: Tell me all about your mom
Me:  She was a wonderful mom.  She loved to play games and do art. She liked to go outside and to watch movies together.
S: I like to do all of those things too
Me:  Yup.  I think that you and Grandma Charlene would have had so much fun together.  Grandma Charlene would have loved you so much.