As Long as He's...
When I was pregnant with Wesley, we did a child birth class at the hospital he was born at. One of the tasks given to us was completing a puzzle of our wishes for our birth based on various criteria. Then we had to gradually eleminate pieces, prioritizing our wishes, until just one was left emphasizing that no matter what, this was the most important thing for everyone in the process. A Healthy Baby. I'm not sure how we got to this place as a society of holding health in such high esteem. Health is something we have such little control over. We will all ultimately have failing health that will lead to our death whether that is from acute trauma or long term illness. There is some illusion that if we achieve this level of health we will somehow escaped our inevitable death or at the very least avoid as much pain and suffering before that final moment as possible. We all know on an intillectual level that we are very mortal. We hear stories of car accidents, canc...