My six-year-old daughter had her first existential crisis tonight. I don’t know what provoked it. As she closed her eyes to sleep, she asked whether I would be old when she turned ten. When I said “yes”, she panicked and what ensued were sobs that no child should ever endure.

I don’t understand how such a young person can intuit concepts such as life and death. I am 37 years old and I rarely allow myself such introspection.   

 Tonight’s event just proves to me that children cannot be fooled. They perceive and understand far more than we realize. 


June 11, 2009