My daughter woke up and came downstairs last night. She was scared and started to cry. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she was scared of death. What if I (dad) died? What if mom died? She was reckoning with mortality for the first time. It was a truly precious moment. I was glad I could be there. I couldn't say much to take away the fact but I gave her a big hug and told her I loved her. I told her that I didn't think I was going to die that night and nor was she ....and death was part of life and that's why you have to live each day as if its your last.