A Child’s Honesty, A Mother’s Awakening

They say children see the world without filters — and sometimes, that clarity can uncover truths adults spend years avoiding.

It happened on one of the saddest days of my life: the funeral of my father-in-law, a man I deeply respected. Grief hung in the air like fog, heavy and suffocating. Friends and family gathered around quiet tables, exchanging hushed condolences, their eyes red from tears.

My four-year-old son, Ben, didn’t understand the gravity of death. To him, the reception hall was just another new place to explore. While I was briefly speaking with relatives, he had crawled under the tables, giggling softly as only a child could — innocent and oblivious.

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