Listened to a serious make-up speech on "physician-assisted suicide" today from a young African-American single Mom. Not only was it a good speech technically -- it also exuded thought, seriousness of purpose, and a wealth of experiences with life and death.
I enjoyed the speech -- but more than that, I enjoyed the humanity of the person delivering it -- and my own humanity in understanding the concepts and measuring them with the yardsticks of: faith, truth, compassion, and understanding. We are seemingly but poor creatures ultimately dependent on a much larger hand (God, god, time, karma, fate, what-have-you).
But whatever we are -- and wherever we stand -- we are human; and free; and good; and able to deal with our "present" if not our future. We are what we are.
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