It was a turning point in my life.  Some people remember where they were when Kennedy was killed or Apollo 11 landed on the moon.  I remember where I was the day Terri Schiavo died.  I was crying in a bathroom stall at work, wondering what kind of merciless country I lived in.  It was nine years ago this month. Looking back at the appeals and legislation surrounding the Terri Schiavo case makes my head spin.  At the time, my family and I followed every twist, every turn, and every detail of her family’s struggle to keep her alive. Frankly I’d rather not look back.  It only reminds of how messed up our laws were, and how much farther we’ve deteriorated into a culture of death instead of a culture of life. In 2005 Terri Schiavos' mother, father, brother and sister did everything they legally could to save their daughter, their sister.  None of it worked.  Terri Schiavo was subsequently murdered by the laws of the...(Read Full Article)