Exceedingly Mundane

I have been debating on posting this for about a week now. Normally, this blog is (as its name suggests) exceedingly mundane and about nothing at all. I intended it to be this way. It’s more of a traditional type of diary, albeit online, that I do for myself (and some family and friends). Mostly, it’s just for me. I realize this blog is unlike many blogs that are out there on the “blogosphere”, which are rants, raves, diatribes and lectures about all kinds of controversial topics like religion, politics, current events, etc. All wonderful topics, but all of which I have heretofore left out of my blog.

You see, I am a very non-confrontational kind of person, and I prefer to not enter into discussions about topics such as these, either in person or online. I know what I think and I believe, and I have no reason to argue till I’m blue in the face with someone else over it. I am a Christian. Fact. I am old-fashioned. Fact. I am a Republican. Fact. I am very pro-military and patriotic. Fact. I am pro-life and anti-abortion. Fact. I don’t want to offend anyone or enter into discussions about these issues.

Until now.

Now, I feel the need to simply state another fact, and to back it up. If you haven’t guessed already, it revolves around the current state of affairs of the Terry Schiavo case. Terry’s been brain-dead for 15 years and existing through a feeding tube. Her parents and husband are at odds over the tube’s removal. It was removed a week ago Friday, and as I write this, I believe she is still alive, although for how much longer, is still unknown. They have exhausted all legal avenues and her tube has not been resinserted.

I know this is what living wills are for, and Tim and I have been well-meaning about this in the past, but we still do not have one. We have talked about circumstances such as this in the past, and we know what each of us wants the other to do if this situation were to ever arise for one of us. We talked in great length about this when my mom had her massive stroke and the issue of a feeding tube for her came up. We know we need living wills, but in the mean time, I’m stating the fact here.

The fact is that Tim knows what I want and what is best for me. We’ve discussed this, and I would hope if this horrible situation ever arose, then everyone would defer to Tim’s decisions, knowing he was making them based on what I want. I don’t want to simply exist. I believe in the quality of life, not quantity. I know I’m going to a better place and I have no qualms or fears about hanging on here if it’s time to go home to my Lord. I know Tim also knows that if something does ever happen to me, that I want any and all of my available organs to be given to anyone who could use them. They can take anything they want from me, if its usable.

There, I said my peace. Not trying to be morbid, just had to get that off my chest.