Does anyone here remember how and when they learned about death? And that

[Aristus]

11. I was about four.

My mother told me that death is when someone goes away forever and never comes back.

My misunderstanding of this explanation prompted me to tell my mother that I would hold on to her, and not let her out the front door when her time came to 'go away.'

I had pictured her shouldering her purse and telling us "Good-bye kids; you're on your own now."