Last night when I was making dinner, Autumn came into the kitchen. She approached me and asked, "Mommy, when you die, will Ciera be our mom?" This was in all seriousness, and completely out of the blue. I really did not have any idea why she was thinking about me dying, but I sort of understand why she would think Ciera would be her mom. She IS in charge when I leave home for a little while, so it makes sense that she would be in charge when I leave for good... a sort of permanent babysitter.
I answered her question. "No," I said. "Ciera will not be your mom. She will always be your sister."
"Oh. Well, who will be our mom when you die?"
I answered, "Me. I will always be your mom, and you will always be my daughter."
"But you will be dead."
"I know," I said, "but I will still be your mom."
"Oh." Autumn seemed to be satisfied with my answers and left the kitchen. I continued making dinner. A little while later she came back in the kitchen holding her blankie and asked me to pick her up. I did, and she cuddled into me and said, "I am sad that you are going to die."
What? Does she know something I don't?
I said, "Don't worry, I won't be dying anytime soon. I have to get old first."
Autumn stroked my face with her hand and said, "Mom... you
are old."
I certainly don't remember thinking that mid thirties was so far gone that death was imminent, but apparently I am at death's door in Autumn's eyes. I mean, I have a couple of wrinkles and a few gray hairs, and I may not be as quick as I once was, but I think I have a good many years left.
I said, "Your Grandmas and Grandpas are WAY older then I am, and they are still alive. You don't have to worry about me. You even have Great Grandparents still alive, and they are REALLY old."
I guess that was the answer she was looking for, because she said, "Okay." Then she hopped down out of my arms and took off.
When I was getting ready for bed last night, I noticed a few new wrinkles and gray hairs. Oh, man.
But seriously, this conversation with Autumn got me thinking. I am so grateful for the knowledge I have about families; that our Heavenly Father planned for us to have families here on earth, and that through the sealing power of the Priesthood found in temples, our family can be together forever. When we do eventually pass into the next life, we can still have our children with us
as our children. I will still be able to be Autumn's mom, and Brooke, Chloe, and Ciera's mom for eternity. That makes me happy. I am grateful for my sweet family who loves me and wants to be with me forever, because I sure want to be with them too.