My thoughts on Terri Schiavo.
I'm not going to say how I felt or where I stood, because I don't want or welcome any debate on it at all. But here is what I do feel that I think is worth sharing.
Thank you, Terri. I didn't know you, and if someone hadn't told me about you months ago, I might not have even heard of you until you suddenly were plastered all over the news. You're gone now, and I want to thank you for something.
I saw pictures of you when you were young and vital and living your life out in the world and you were beautiful. I saw pictures of you near the end of your life and you were beautiful then also. Your soul shone out through your eyes.
Thank you for making me THINK. I'm faced with cancer right now and someday may, like anyone might, find myself in a situation like yours. I plan to write out my wishes, and make sure they're known to everyone in control of the situation. I would not have ever thought it could happen to me, if I hadn't watched the anguish of the people involved with you.
I don't know if you wanted what happened, ultimately, to happen. No one really does except you. But if it was going to be done and there was nothing that could be done about it, I am glad that it is over for you. I hope that there is an afterlife of some kind, and I hope that you are safely there, with all of this behind you. But whether there is or there isn't, another thing I don't wish to debate right now, I know one thing.
You had a huge purpose for existing, and you accomplished something that very, very few people can do. You made thousands and thousands of people THINK. About hard and ugly and sad issues. And for that, I thank you sincerely.
Thank you, Terri. I didn't know you, and if someone hadn't told me about you months ago, I might not have even heard of you until you suddenly were plastered all over the news. You're gone now, and I want to thank you for something.
I saw pictures of you when you were young and vital and living your life out in the world and you were beautiful. I saw pictures of you near the end of your life and you were beautiful then also. Your soul shone out through your eyes.
Thank you for making me THINK. I'm faced with cancer right now and someday may, like anyone might, find myself in a situation like yours. I plan to write out my wishes, and make sure they're known to everyone in control of the situation. I would not have ever thought it could happen to me, if I hadn't watched the anguish of the people involved with you.
I don't know if you wanted what happened, ultimately, to happen. No one really does except you. But if it was going to be done and there was nothing that could be done about it, I am glad that it is over for you. I hope that there is an afterlife of some kind, and I hope that you are safely there, with all of this behind you. But whether there is or there isn't, another thing I don't wish to debate right now, I know one thing.
You had a huge purpose for existing, and you accomplished something that very, very few people can do. You made thousands and thousands of people THINK. About hard and ugly and sad issues. And for that, I thank you sincerely.