Thanks to my birth parents, 19 years ago, I myself was given the opportunity to Have a Say. One thing I’ve always known throughout my 19 years of life is I am adopted. This is something I have known for as long as I can remember. I’ve always gotten many interesting reactions when friends learn I’m adopted. I’ve gotten big hugs, “I’m so sorry,” tearing up, and even comments about how you never know what you’re going to get with adopted kids, but I turned out alright. Not once did I consider it something as negative in any way. I looked at it with the view that I was given the amazing opportunity to live a comfortable life that my birth parents did not think they could provide for me. I have a wonderful family that I love with my whole heart and great friends whom I would do anything for.
My birth mother was 19 years old when she became pregnant with me. I cannot tell you a detailed account of how my birth mother and father met, nor can I tell you much about their situation, for these are things I may never completely know or understand myself. Despite the many questions about the situation they were in and what drove them to make the decision they made I know one very important thing; my birth mother and father had a say in me being able to be here today. My birth parents were my age when they made a choice. In that moment my life was in her hands. They took responsibility for the actions she made knowing they had their consequences. They chose life.
One thing I think many people fail to realize is without generations before us saying yes to life, none of us would be here. I don’t think I will ever be able to fully understand when someone’s unborn life became no more than the “choice” of mothers. It is so distressing to me that anyone could look at the life they now have, knowing that their very own mothers once had a “choice” and still deprive unborn children the right to one day have a say, to one day be able to make a difference. Now, I don’t personally know Cecile Richards or anyone else actively a part of Planned Parenthood's campaign. Their motives for what they are doing are honestly no concern of mine. What I do know, however, is their parents had a “choice” much like the one they are advocating today. We were all once nothing more than a heartbeat and a pulse within our mother’s womb. That “choice” that your mother once made could have been the difference between you having life and you being nothing more than just a “choice” that was once made.
Thank you, mom, for choosing life. Thanks to you, I now Have a Say.