Hi Serendipity,
Shortly after my family and I left the organization, my wife's neice's son, about 3 years old, needed an operation. So, we traveled across state to be there and support her. When we went to the hospital, I never considered the blood issue. But as we walked into the room, I saw a blood bag and IV into her young son. I felt strange, but decided thjat it was none of my business, and set my JW past farther into the background. A year or so later, when my oldest daughter (ex Pioneer, and her husband ex-Bethelite) had a baby, I discovered her hooked up to a blood bag and IV as I entered her hospital room. My own daughter was receiving God knows whose blood. I felt more than strange ... not because of the JW religious issue, but having someone else's blood in my daughter's veins.
I realized then that my feelings about blood had nothing to do with the JW nonsense doctrine, but about my own sense of possession, control, and perhaps boundaries. It did not take long to rewrite my senses to accept that my daughter is bound to me by more than DNA, but because she is a great daughter who loves me and I have been the best dad I could be ... we are bound by the heart. I need no feel loss of control or possession or my boundaries violated. Rather, I needed be, and was, pleased that she could make her own decisions and not be afraid ... just as I raised her to do. Her decision to have blood was personal, between she and her doctor, and not about me, or about harming my relationship with her. Rather, she presented my grandson to me to be the first one to hold him, because she was proud of me, and wanted me to be proud of her ... and I am proud of her ... and that is where the importance is for me.
Jim Whitney