I read Lifesaving - actually, it feels truer to say I went with Barrington to Spain, to her nineteen-year-old life, where I spent the weekend with her, mesmerized and attentive to all she experienced; every choice, each discovery. I feel awed and deeply affected. I am not a writer, but I can see and appreciate how creatively and beautifully Barrington structured her memoir. The places where she intertwines her body/experience with her mother's stunned me. In a way, I feel that the whole book allows the reader to do the same with her, so it becomes the readers' experience, too. It's been good to walk in the territory of the fear of grief with someone who got to the other side. I experience this as a gift of courage. Thank you, Judith Barrington.