That Time When… An Open Letter to My Mom

That time when… 1.5 million women in America were getting abortions and you decided to keep the child within. To have the painstaking, heart throbbing conversation with your mother and let her know that the future plans you had dreamed up were taking a backseat to the new and difficult path you had been presented with. I want to say thank you. It’s not enough. They are simple words, I know. But as I look back at all the fun, adventures, laughs and tears I have had, it means life has been lived. It means love conquered. Not fear. Not embarrassment. Not inconvenience. Not shame. But love.