I’m coming to you with an extra post this morning, and I’m sure you can imagine what the topic’s going to be.
That’s right, I’m discussing the death of Roe V. Wade.
I didn’t post anything about it over the weekend because honestly, I was just in a down place. I was angry. I’m still angry. I was scared. I’m still scared.
I’m not scared because I think I might have an unwanted pregnancy. I’m scared because a part of my body, that God gave to me, doesn’t belong to me anymore.
Politicians get to vote on whether or not I get to make a medical decision for myself. And don’t get it twisted, an abortion is a medical decision.
It’s also a financial decision, a family decision. A personal decision. It’s not, under any circumstances, a community decision.
I have two messages today. The first is for anyone who wanted Roe V. Wade to be overturned.
Most of you know that I was raised in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Most of you also know that I’m now a Unitarian Universalist. But many lessons from my LDS upbringing have stuck with me. For instance, young LDS members are taught that when you chose the first step of a road, you also chose the last.
If you chose to force a person to have a baby when they don’t want to, you’re choosing to let people die unnecessarily in childbirth. You’re choosing to force people to bring children into this world that they are unable or unwilling to care for. You’re choosing to put unwanted babies into an already bloated adoption and foster care system. You’re choosing to increase child poverty. You’re choosing to lower women’s ability to attend college. You’re choosing to lower women’s ability to join the workforce.
But, you might say, they chose to have sex.
So what? So because they made one decision about their bodies, they don’t get to make any more? It is absolutely none of your business. Your life will not be affected by anyone else having an abortion.
Your life might be affected by someone’s lack of ability to get an abortion.
If you, like me, support abortion rights, here’s what I have to say to you. The fight is not over yet. We can still vote, we can still protest.
We can still donate to protect local clinics.
We can, and absolutely should, start getting involved in our local politics right now. Because at least for now, your right to make medical decisions about your body rests in the hands of your local representatives. Get to know who they are, and get involved.
I’m in Pennsylvania. For now, my rights are safe. But it’s really scary to think that my ability to make medical decisions for myself can be voted on.
On a personal note, I’m 36 years old. If I were to get pregnant, I’m at a higher risk of complications just because of my age. 36 isn’t old, but it’s old enough to start thinking about things like this. If I were to get pregnant, I would be having some serious discussions with my doctor about any risks involved. I’d be talking with the darling husband, about how a baby would affect us. Whether I could safely carry.
Those would be hard, heavy talks. And they would be between me, my husband, and my doctor.
And absolutely not one other person. This time last week, every person in America could say that. Today, maybe half of us can.