Last week I went to a funeral. Because of that I talked to my mom about the subject of death and destiny in our phone conversation. I told her some things that I had been thinking about (only strictly to myself, in my head), stuff that I had never said to anyone out loud before. The type of things that made me scared someone would say I’m crazy. My mom listened to me and reacted pretty neutral, like, “Yeah, I’ve always wondered about that too. So-and-so said the same thing”. It was so good to say these things out loud and to hear her rational reaction.