My first March for Life was in 2010, three months after I left my job in the abortion industry as clinic director at a Planned Parenthood in Texas. It was intensely emotional, shocking in many ways, especially the outright love I saw in the faces of people who I once considered enemies.
Throughout history, women have often been treated as second-class citizens and their voices silenced.
I had developed a relationship with one of the anti-abortion sidewalk counselors who stood in front of my facility. We talked regularly through the fence and she had asked me to go have coffee with her one day. I was impressed with her persistence and, honestly, I thought I would really like her if I got to know her.
While I am a pro-life woman, I am also a woman who is concerned about rights for the disabled, maternity leave, the death penalty, health care, domestic violence, breastfeeding rights, etc.
I know from personal experience just how critically important the work of LifeSite is - not just to me but the whole pro-life movement!
While I am a single-issue voter, I certainly don't live a single-issue existence. Many causes affect my family and me, and I intend to be a voice for those as well.
Abortion does not just hurt women. Abortion hurts a family, and it has a domino effect of hurting those related and close to those families through the grief and reality of losing a child to abortion.
Planned Parenthood's bottom line is number. And, with abortion as its primary money-maker, that means implementing a quota.
I know I'm a smart person, and yet I was duped by the abortion industry for eight years. Why did it take so long for me to see the truth? I don't know.
I've heard pro-lifers yell at abortion clinic workers that they should 'Repent!' Repent of what? They don't see what they are doing as something that needs to be repented of. Why? Because they are blinded. Do you think yelling at them will remove that blindness? Not likely.