"If your children die, then it was all a waste," said Grego. 'No,' said Olhado quietly, "You say that because you have no children, Grego. But none of it is wasted."
The child you hold in your arms for only a moment before he dies, that is not wasted, because that one day is purpose in itself.
Entropy has been thrown back for an hour, a day, a week, a month, a few years, or more.
Just because we might all die here on this little world does not undo the lives before the deaths. Grego shook his head. 'Yes it does, Olhado. Death undoes everything.' "No," Olhado shrugged. "Because someday you will die."
"Someday we all will die, our children will die, and their children will die. Someday stars will wind down or blow up. Someday death will cover us all like the water of a lake and perhaps nothing will ever come to the surface to show that we were ever there. But we were there, and during the time we lived, we were alive. "
"That's the truth - what is, what was, what will be - not what could be, what should have been, what never can be. If we die, then our death has meaning to the rest of the universe. Even if our lives are unknown, the fact that someone lived here, and died, that will have repercussions, that will shape the universe."
-Orson Scott Card, from Children of the Mind
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Star Light, Star Bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Have this wish - I wish tonight...
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What does NICU do? 
"It isn't the size of the gift that matters, but the size of the heart that gives it."
