A quiet, simple thought

Conservatives and Liberals alike have said over the past few days that they would not want to live as Terri does, and therefore she should be allowed to die. Perhaps on another day I will address that. Today I find it too repulsive to write about responsibly. Instead, I say this. If I have one fear it is this: That I find myself in Terri Schiavo's shoes, and inside that shell of a body is a lucid brain that fully understands that others have given up on me, and that there is nothing I can do but come to terms with an end that I can see and feel, without anyone to confide in as that day comes but God.