Propaganda

**Warning: I am about to discuss a couple of VERY controversial topics and let me just say that we are each entitled to our own opinions.  I am not trying to sway or convert anyone and I appreciate the same respect.  I have closed comments to this post and for those of  you reading, you should have access to both my email and my Facebook, you may message me. 

Jeremy and I have enjoyed watching both Fireproof, Courageous, and I fully intend to watch October Baby as soon as it is released to DVD.  Both Jeremy and I have shared our thoughts on both Fireproof and Courageous as well as many other films by Sherwood Pictures. We had mentioned this to an acquaintance of ours and she offered a movie to us.  Jeremy finally brought it home last night.  Agenda: Grinding America Down.  And let me tell you - I FREAKING FREAKED over this movie.  I was PISSED beyond belief.

Okay - I believe there is corruption in our government, in America.  I believe it has always has been from the beginning of both.  I don't believe it is any one person or group, I believe is it government in general.  And, I as one cannot change it.  I can cast my vote but, in reality that is truly all I can do.  All I am willing to do.

It wasn't this movie that wound me up though.  It was a small scrap of paper inserted in the sleeve sending me to another website for the 180 movie documentary.  I included the link - watch it if you like.

I, a woman who is not capable, not able to bear children.  I have experienced more miscarriages than you or I could ever count.  And maybe even more.  I don't know the true number.  I don't want to.

I believe, or admit - to me, every miscarriage was a child.

I cannot dwell on my miscarriages as children or I will not be able to function. 

I believe God had/has a plan for me and my children.

I believe in adoption.

I am the parent to a child whose mother contemplated abortion.

I am the child of a mother who 38 years ago seriously considered abortion.  I have known this for all of my life.  I completely understand my mother's reasoning and my mother's choice.  I have never been angry with her for being honest.  I understood that is wasn't me - as a person - that she didn't want, it was another child.

That said - I. I am pro-choice.  I believe that a woman should have the choice as to what happens in or to her body.

Now that said, maybe because of my losses, I have my belief as to when life begins.  I have to say I believe there should be a limit on when abortion should or should not be done.  In MY experience, I can't consider my losses as children - they didn't have a face, I don't believe they had a soul, I had no flutters, there was no movement, no bond, and except for one - I didn't even know they were there.  Had it been different, I may think differently.

I am pro-choice but, I know if I were in my mother's shoes, I would make the same choice she made because I would not be able to live with myself or my choice.

If I were raped, you ask?  I can't answer that.  I can't make that decision not being in the situation but, I'd like to know I have the choice.  I can't say I could raise that child, I can't say I'd want that child to come to find me one day.  I simply do not know.

I am pro-choice.  You won't sway me.  You won't change my mind.  Even with your movies or your signs.

I believe in birth control.  I believe a woman should be able to prevent unwanted pregnancy. I do NOT believe in abortion as a FORM of birth control.

But, the biggest thing I do believe in IS CHOICE.  I don't believe in trickery.  I don't believe in propaganda or agenda, and I certainly don't believe it is up to someone else to force their beliefs or their religion down my throat.

I believe in CHOICE.  Plain and simple.