Momma, what are those things inside this flower? What do they do? Why are they black? What are those fuzzy things inside? What will happen when the flower is dead? What makes it come back again? Will there always be flowers? What if there were no flowers? What if I can't save enough money for a new bike? What if you are not there?

How the heck do I reassure this child that life goes on and we get and we lose and sigh, I have no answers to the questions that I am still searching for answers.