A Love for Life

Long time no see? I have had such a crazy January and February. Actually, I spent most of February catching up from January, but anyway. One of the biggest parts of January was I went on the annual March for Life in Washington D.C. for the third year in a row. This year, it was a tad bit different. We also went to New York (MY FIRST TIME) and the emotions were very different this time. 

(side note: I\’m going to do another post about New York later; this will be only about the March.)

So as I mentioned, this was my third time marching up to the Supreme Court building in the Capitol. My fifth time stepping foot in the gorgeous city. If I never live here, I will have failed something: that is how much I love this city. I look forward to this trip every year because I love this city and I am so passionate about the pro-life movement. 

This year, however, I felt it was more somber. Or maybe I was more somber. Before, I knew abortion was wrong; I knew it was the murder of an innocent being. This year, I am older and I know more about the process and the long-term effects.  All information makes me sick. The sick feeling I get in my stomach at even the mention of the word, makes me fearful. But why am I here talking about it? Why do I listen to speech after speech? Why am I reading the statics and repeating them and always spreading the word? Because I have such passion about this topic and don\’t want to live without seeing it end.

On the other hand, there was a feeling of hope because of the recent inauguration of the new president. There was a lot more energy and a lot less protesters as there have been in the past. If my memory serves me correctly, there were more pro-choice protesters last year when we were preparing for a blizzard. 

Regardless, of my mixed emotions and stresses following my return.

Much Love, Jac