http://american-family.org/2007/11/12/three-years-later/ Sat, 14 Aug 2010 23:50:44 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://american-family.org/2007/11/12/three-years-later/comment-page-1/#comment-61121 In the Beginning… « Seven Seeds Thu, 06 Dec 2007 03:17:12 +0000 http://american-family.org/2007/11/12/three-years-later/#comment-61121 [...] December 2, 2007 in Friends, Pie Tags: Beginning, Friends, Pie For years, my friend AmFam has harassed me to start a blog.  My resistance has been equally insistent, practical and heartfelt.  I was also secretly intrigued.  Eventually I had to admit that fear drove my opposition: fear that my written record could be used against me (Anonymity! countered AmFam).  It was this post that  pushed me over the edge.  When she opined that, had she not begun to post, she would only vaguely remember that precious time in her life, something inside me snapped.  Maybe it was lack of sleep, or a sudden rush of hormones, but I had a vision of my own cherished son Pie padding down the hallway and, mid-vision, little feet still padding, he faded away.  His almost-two-year-old feet were the last to disappear, leaving in my head a crummy empty hallway.  It was a parody of a bad pro-life commercial.   I was appalled.  I became determined to keep my precious little Pie from becoming a vagary.  (Did I mention the lack of sleep?) [...] [...] December 2, 2007 in Friends, Pie Tags: Beginning, Friends, Pie For years, my friend AmFam has harassed me to start a blog.  My resistance has been equally insistent, practical and heartfelt.  I was also secretly intrigued.  Eventually I had to admit that fear drove my opposition: fear that my written record could be used against me (Anonymity! countered AmFam).  It was this post that  pushed me over the edge.  When she opined that, had she not begun to post, she would only vaguely remember that precious time in her life, something inside me snapped.  Maybe it was lack of sleep, or a sudden rush of hormones, but I had a vision of my own cherished son Pie padding down the hallway and, mid-vision, little feet still padding, he faded away.  His almost-two-year-old feet were the last to disappear, leaving in my head a crummy empty hallway.  It was a parody of a bad pro-life commercial.   I was appalled.  I became determined to keep my precious little Pie from becoming a vagary.  (Did I mention the lack of sleep?) [...]

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