Unexpected vindication

Thanks in part to my friend Sandi’s research and interest in bioethics, I followed closely President Bush’s decision back in August 2001 to limit federal funding for stem-cell research. His stance, which supported the sanctitity of life inherent in embryos, was vilified by Democrats, celebrities, and the press. 9-11 occurred shortly thereafter, overshadowing the president’s controversial decision, and the subject fell into second- or third-tier news cycles.

In the years since, we’ve seen various announcements of breakthroughs and setbacks, for adult cell and embryonic research alike. But the announcement last week of researchers’ remarkable discovery that adult cells can indeed be induced into acting like stem cells through a process called “de-differentiation” gives everyone a reason to celebrate.

Especially pro-life supporters. Especially those who applauded the president when he determined to draw a moral line. Especially the president himself.

Take a read through today’s op-ed piece in the Dallas Morning News. I for one was glad to see public affirmation of Bush’s difficult, but right, 2001 decision.

Monday’s Musings

Last week, or maybe the week before, I chanced upon a novel at Half-Price Books. I’d heard the author’s name before, so I decided to fork over the cash (having a coupon helped, too) and try it out. What a Girl Wants, by Kristin Billerbeck had me from the first page. Even better, the cover grabbed me first.

“All I want is a Christian guy who doesn’t live with his mother–and maybe a Prada handbag.”

Ha! Yes, this previews the book perfectly. Here’s the official summary, as Billerbeck describes it:

Ever felt like the last item left on the clearance rack? As a successful patent attorney, Ashley Stockingdale has all the makings of a perfect catch – the looks, the brains, even a convertible. But at 31, she’s beginning to wonder if she’s been passed over for good.

The chick in this hilarious chick-lit novel is exactly my age, which added to my enjoyment. I “got” every allusion to music, fashion, celebrities–you name it–related to the 80s and 90s. Readers of any age will laugh and commiserate with the heroine, however. You don’t have to be 30-something to identify with her desire to be married, frustration with her job, bafflement at her church group, and angst with her family. I knew I’d found a winner when I’d laughed at least once a page through the first chapter.

Through the humor, Billerbeck manages to communicate real truth about what’s really important. What does a girl want? Contentment with herself and God, the comfort of knowing she is significant just the way she is (no guy needed), and the freedom to live in that security.

This “review” comes a little late–the book was released in 2001 and has two sequels. Yay! I found them both a few days ago and plan to laugh my way through them during the Thanksgiving holidays.