Decision Time

It is dark, cold and early Tuesday morning when I wake up before my alarm goes off. I am getting ready to board a bus with 48 other people, mostly unknowns, to travel to the Women’s March on Nashville. This march, a grassroots effort started in Knoxville, developed to remind legislators that participants would be watching their actions this year. Of major interest are women’s reproductive rights, equal pay for equal work, and paid maternity leave.

 

Why am I doing this? Because a friend asked me. Because I like doing different things. Because it could be something to write about for my blog or KnoxZine. To look deeper into myself. Most of my friends do not have a problem supporting equal pay and maternity leave, but reproduction rights, specifically abortion, is a dividing line.

Do I believe in abortion? I  believe that every woman should have the right to decide what is best for her body and her life, the right to make the choice herself. Would I have an abortion? I have no answer for that question because I have never been faced with making that decision. No matter my beliefs it comes down to what I would do in real life.

I’ll be posting some of the comments from my fellow passengers and more pictures later.