I spent a lot of time today participating in a discussion about embryonic stem cells.
I spent a little time in my closet packing up Dawn’s clothes.
I won’t try to claim I’m an expert. I will freely admit that I probably portray a much greater knowledge of any subject than I really truly possess.
But I will gladly process 1000 unwanted embryos if it will keep one person and one person’s family from going through what Dawn went through, from what I went through.
Our son turned 11 today. He was nine when she died.
You’ll never convince me that embryonic stem cell research is a bad thing.
It took me 16 months to clean this closet.