This is real simple. As a devout Christian, I want the Bible to be consulted in all questions regarding my wishes if I cannot speak for myself.
The Bible clearly states that a man, in this case I, will leave his father and mother to become married to his wife, and the two become one. That's it, end of story. My wife speaks for me in all matters, and vice versa. If a Christian is in a coma for a week and the spouse wants to end it and move on, so be it. If twenty years, so be it. If six months into it she is unsure of what I would want, but 12 years later claims she is confident that she knows I would not want to go on in that state — I chose her to complete me. My parents have no authority in this. Should she respectfully hear their opinions? Of course she should. But her opinion is not to be challenged. If foul play is suspected, pursue it, but if you can't prove it, so be it. I chose her. If it was a bad choice, it was still my choice. It is not a function of government to protect me from my choices.
I chose to devote my life to loving one woman with all of my ability. If that means being kept alive so that she can hold on to hope, it is my honor to do so. If that means being allowed to die so that she can move on, it is my honor to do so.
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Monday, May 16, 2005
Thursday, May 5, 2005
One of those things you’ll always cherish
Today I visited my wife's 5th grade classroom. Since it was Cinco de Mayo I brought everything necessary to make pico de gillo, guacamole, and fried corn and flour tortilla chips. I spent about 2 hours and $40 preparing this snack for 18 "high risk" children. I tried to inform, entertain, and just make them all feel special. I wondered if I got through to any of them. I hoped that just one of the minority children would notice that I was treating them as an equal. Maybe one of the girls would notice how I treat my wife and decide that they are going to insist on be respected rather than doing anything boys expect in return for attention.
Near the end of my time with the class, while my hands were dripping with lime juice, a young girl came and put a folded piece of paper into my shirt pocket. I didn't realize it at the time, but that letter would be one of those things I'll always cherish.
Near the end of my time with the class, while my hands were dripping with lime juice, a young girl came and put a folded piece of paper into my shirt pocket. I didn't realize it at the time, but that letter would be one of those things I'll always cherish.
Just when I thought I had reached maximum geekness!
After being forced to use a Windows machine on the job, I decided to start developing my PHP directly on the server over an SSH connection using the Vim Editor. It's got a steep learning curve, but I will be a much better Unix Header for having learned. I definitely recommend that all Windows users start using Vim so that you won't be... well... a mere Windows person.
I've really gotten the hang of it after about 2 weeks. I no longer have times where I want to pull my hair out and scream "Why can't I use BBEdit!?" I've actually started posting tips on the SourceForge page. Here's my first one. I hope you like it.
I've really gotten the hang of it after about 2 weeks. I no longer have times where I want to pull my hair out and scream "Why can't I use BBEdit!?" I've actually started posting tips on the SourceForge page. Here's my first one. I hope you like it.
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