Philosophy in Bioethics and Society
I am Frederick Van Helsing, and I am married to my life partner Garret Jones. We have been blissfully married and happy here in New York, where I had been living for ten years. We have a good life together and have worked very hard for every single thing that we have to our names. I’m about to tell you why our story may come as a surprise to some people in society.
Twelve months ago, I staged a romantic dinner for my love on the ninth floor of Victoria apartment building on Amherst Street which was where we were renovating our new home. As we sipped our champagne and finished our chocolate cake, I took Garret’s hand and asked him the million dollar question.
I asked him if he would have children with me. As I held my breath and started to turn a little blue, I awaited his response to my query. He turned his head slightly and glanced over his right shoulder over-shaded New York skyline.
To my surprise he turned back quickly. With a tear in his baby blue eyes he answered with an emphatic “yes”. He was as ready as I was to start our family and to bring children into our world. I was more than elated to hear his sweet words as they echoed through my ears.
These next few months of philosophy passed way too quickly
As we had help locating a surrogate mother to carry our child, since we were not able to do so. Her name was Shelley and she seemed very nice. She knew about philosophy and was well educated. She came from a good family upbringing, which ultimately helped us in making the decision that she was our girl.
We met with doctors and did other things that we needed to do to get the ball rolling, so to speak. And before we knew it, she was growing our loving child in her belly. Nine months later, we welcomed our beautiful Sophia into our world and into our lives and we were overjoyed.
There were many sleepless nights and many bottles to wash
Neither one of us seemed to care too much. As Sophia grew, her smile became bigger and her lovely eyes became brighter as she grew. Then she began crawling and making her way around our living room and we watched on as if we had seen nothing like it before.
All that we could think was that she was our little angel that the heavens had sent for us to enjoy and we knew our lives were good. But then one unsuspecting day, I answered a call on my phone. I proceeded to chat with one person on the other end for some time before hanging up the phone.
It was our attorney who had called to tell us that Shelley had been in touch with her. I did not know what to think. What a philosophy… I thought everything had been taken care of. I was shocked to hear that she had filed a claim for joint custody of our child.
Apparently she was convinced that since it was her blood that ran through the child’s veins that she would be able to lay claim to a portion of her life. I stared at Garret as we discussed the matter at hand, and our jaws both dropped to the floor. Never once, had we considered that something like such could ever come up.
Then philosophy came to our mind.
We had no knowledge of things of nature and we were nothing short of baffled from her claim. We then talked with our lawyer more. And these were confusing things that seemed to become for us. We did not know what to think or how to feel about it all.
In fact, we were sure that this could never have happened. We then took every legal precaution that was necessary to philosophy. Everything about surrogacy was involved during our meetings on legal matters. But now everything had changed…
I held my breath again, as I waited to hear her words. Everything was painfully clear all of a sudden. Our sweet Sophia could be taken away from us at such a tender age. From someone that we never would have guessed would challenge our right to have her to our self.