Singing to Silence the Enemy
Two weeks ago I took an oath, “so help me God,” in a courtroom where two lawyers asked me questions about my son with multiple disabilities. At the conclusion of their questions, the judge determined that my son did not have the capacity to take care of himself as an adult and that my wife and I would be named his legal guardians, making all decisions about his life and finances for him.
It took about ten minutes. The severity of his life-long disabilities made the decision easy for everyone.
It is also a sign of how weak and vulnerable he is.
To those who identify a person’s value in terms of strength, independence, productivity and creativity, my son has no reason to exist. There are so…





