Sorry, Baby, You Don’t Exist!
Spilled coffee, ice having to be scraped off of a windshield, and a fender bender on the way to work all are scenarios that cause inconvenience or that we wish hadn’t happened. But, just because we didn’t intend for them to happen, does that mean they don’t exist? Of course not. So why, when a baby is created intentionally or unintentionally people think of him as nothing more than an inconvenience? How can a baby’s life be likened to something like one of the scenarios above? And how can people have the audacity to think that no life exists when one clearly does?