MY WISE VOTE

Posted on October 25th, by Bonnie in Blog. No Comments

Life is in the blood. Other organs nourish, transport and utilize blood but life exists where blood is pumping through one’s body. According to “Endowment for Human Development”, fetal heart rate begins 3 weeks and one day after fertilization. By week 4 after fertilization, blood is flowing inside the baby’s body and heart rate is 100-160 beats per minute. By week 12, nerves, spine and thalamus are established and the baby is able to feel pain.

What does this have to do with my vote? Glad you asked! Throughout history, cultures not protecting life, especially the lives of the innocents, did not fare well. Since the legalization of abortion in 1973, medically we have learned so much more about life of the child in the mother’s womb. No one, with good conscience and limited knowledge concerning life in the womb, can deny the personhood, the life, of a baby as it grows within it’s mother.

Ignorance, convenience, money and apathy are some reasons for the continuation of this horrific practice. I’m not going to tell you who to vote for. Due to my own self-conviction of apathy, I’ve taken the time to become informed of candidate positions on the subject of abortion. … Read More »

BOUGHT BACK

Posted on October 18th, by Bonnie in Blog. 2 comments

My Dad was born with the same tendency to make poor choices just as every human being since the time of Adam and Eve. Wrong thinking, causing wrong actions proves to be part of the human condition. While my Dad lived, I observed some of those wrong choices.

Then, how do I account for the lovely compliments from grieving friends and relatives concerning Dad, spoken throughout the funeral receiving line?

“Your Dad was a quiet man, but when he spoke I listened because it was wisdom.” “Your Dad helped so many people and did so many nice things but he never talked about his good deeds.”

My brother Rick, who was there the last weeks of Dad’s life, made some interesting observations. Having become totally dependent for eating, moving and being cleaned, Dad kindly surrendered to caregivers performing these duties without complaint. He had always been a very private man.

After a severe choking spell days before Dad died, Rick asked Dad, “Are you afraid of what is to come?” With perfect peace in his eyes, Dad shook his head no. Unlike Tony in my last blog post, Dad’s last hours and last breaths expressed peace.

When the four of us children messed up, displaying … Read More »