Processing death has split my brain into two parts; the parent, and the child. Parent isn't having much luck explaining death to child, because forever isn't an easy concept for a child to understand.
Because the child still hasn't grasped the concept of death, she has become fixated on the idea of her own eventual demise. Every time she drives through an intersection, she envisions the drunk or distracted driver that could plow into her car at full speed. And every time she's on the freeway, the mechanical error either in her car or her brain that could cause her to careen off the tallest part of the overpass onto traffic below. Or that stomach ache, which might actually be the only warning symptom of a rare and fatal disease. Basically, child is afraid of what she doesn't understand.
It's funny how death can be everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
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