Fair enough, I take your point. However, when a grandparent passed away, and my eldest son was asking about what'd happened, and why, I concocted a fairy story which included the subject, but put it in such a way that it left him with hope. I told him that this other person's grandad was whisked away to the moon, and there he'd remain for evermore, to eat all the cheese that he loved so much! My son thought it was brilliant, and used to stare out at the moon himself, asking if HIS grandad was there!! It worked, until he was old enough to appreciate that things live and die, as part of the natural order of things.