When we adopt an animal, people pat us on the back and congratulate us for saving a life. How noble! How selfless! How silly. Anyone who has adopted an animal knows that choosing the animal is seldom a part of the process.
As a scientist and physician, I thought I had it all figured out. You live; you die; you're done. My entire paradigm, however, underwent a cataclysmic transformation soon after the death of my son, Erik.