This morning before work we held a funeral service with my wife, daughter, and myself. We read Ecclesiastes then thanked God for the 20 wonderful years we enjoyed with our cat.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Tonight, we buried our cat. Our little girl was included in all of it; she saw me cover our cat with dirt. I believe it is good for children to understand what life is about.