Women want, and deserve, to make their own choices.
There are myriad reasons why a woman has the right to choose which I couldn’t possibly begin to list here.
I was raised a Protestant fundamentalist during the 1960’s and the evils of abortion were never mentioned.
I did not want to be pregnant and definitely did not want a child. I felt no ambiguity or uncertainty about this. What I felt was determined.
I do not thank my Mama for not aborting me anymore than I blame her for the miscarriage she had when I was in the 2nd grade. Another healthy baby girl joined our family years after and she has our Mama’s eyes.
In fact I believed, more so than ever, that it takes immeasurable courage and compassion, strength and caring, to choose to have a child—and equal amounts of the same to choose not to have a child.
I wish pro-lifers pushing new Texas laws understood: Hearing my little girl's heartbeat would have been unbearable.
This piece is my story about my journey to choice.