"He died? Why did he die? Why are they taking his ashes to Santiago? What are ashes? Are you sure he died, mommy?" These are just some of the questions my four-year-old daughter has been asking me over the last few days after the passing of Fidel Castro.
As I done in the past when I’ve faced previous setbacks, I go to the kitchen.... Escape by peeling, chopping, and grating. Take out that cleaver and pound and smash as much as you need to. Blend stuff into smooth, digestible bits. It’s cathartic. Know that there will be a time when it’s necessary to be engaged, but that doesn’t have to be now.