Most people see life as straight line and the longer the line, the more we think we have lived and the more whole we suppose our lives to be. But I learned from Ben, life is a circle... Ben died on July 4th 1986, a few days after his ninth birthday, a brief one-hundred-and-eight months after he was born. It's the hardest thing anyone could ever have to do, to help someone they love die. But we, as parents, had to help Ben face death; without pain, without fear and, ultimately, without us. Ben's...