Heather really gets it. It’s enthralling to listen to her
experience being a mother, and wife, and all sorts of other
roles. It’s the mother and wife that gets me every time. Today she writes
about transitions in the lives of our children and describes her
transition from breastfeeding as “it felt like my own life was slipping
through my fingers like sand.” She finishes her piece with a
facetious description of two points of view on these transitions with
“and isnít it great that they can think about sex WHEN WEíRE DYING.”
God I wish that Cindy had picked up the journaling bug. The gifts
that Heather’s daughter Leta will have in the writings of her mother as
she decribes the process of raising her are priceless. It’s
almost as if she really understands the potential reality in those
words “WHEN WE’RE DYING”.