It’s one of the fundamental human rights that our founding fathers here in the US formally recognized in our Declaration of Independence. And, yet, so many human beings here and throughout the world are judged by someone else’s standard of happiness and snuffed out (denied their other most basic human right to life) and never given the chance to pursue and determine happiness for themselves.

Last weekend, I read an article that really cut me to the core and confirmed a lot of what I wrote in a recent post about the able-bodied view of what life with a disability is like. Though I’m well aware that many, many children pre-natally diagnosed with various diseases and disabilities are killed in the womb, I was not prepared to read exactly what the thought process might be for one making such a decision. The description she gives of how awful she pictured the future would be for her unborn handicapped child was, as a disabled person myself, almost unbearable. My comments on it can be found over at Creative Minority Report where the wonderful Archibold boys are letting me borrow some space once a week for the next few weeks. Check it out.