On turning 29...
This week I turn 29.
It’s hard to believe. How time flies.
January 22, 1973 seems like so long ago. I’m the oldest in my family. It’s a
pretty big family, but I’ll explain that later.
If you’re a boomer, you probably don’t
think much of my generation—Gen X. But that’s because we’re a threat to you! My
generation is changing the world! Just think of all that has happened in the
world these past 29 years...
The end of Vietnam. Watergate. Jimmy
Carter. Actually, I don’t remember much from the 70s, since I was just entering
elementary school when Ronald Reagan became president.
I loved the 80s. That’s when I grew up,
but I had no idea just how much the world was changing.
Then, the Berlin Wall fell. I’ll never
forget that day in November. 1989. I was 16 and on top of the world. I can
remember my history teacher telling me that the world would never be the same.
He was right.
Then, something even more dramatic
developed. The Internet. If you want to understand me and my generation, then go
online. When I was in college, a few of my friends saw it coming. We helped
start a revolution online. And don’t believe it when they say the Internet
bubble has burst. The only thing that has burst is the old way of doing
Now, I’m working on my third business
startup—all before age 30. Not bad, eh? I got married three years ago, and we’re
expecting our first child in three months. A new generation begins...
Except for one problem.
You see, I wasn’t actually born on
January 22, 1973. In fact, I wasn’t born at all.
I never was given the chance to take even
that first breath - never mind then 381 million breaths that would have followed
over these 29 years.
Not a single breath.
That’s because of something else that
happened on January 22, 1973.
Seven justices made a decision that would
dramatically affect my life - and the lives of 40 million others who would never
take a breath.
That’s my family. And it’s growing every
day. In fact, in the next 24 hours the family of abortion victims will grow by
about as many people who died when the Trade Center buildings collapsed.
The cleanup from 9/11 continues. And so
does the cleanup from 1/22/73.
And to think it was all based on a lie.
Jane "Roe" of Roe v. Wade was lied to. And so were you - if you believed even
for a moment that the mass of tissue wasn’t a human life.
That mass of tissue was me!
My goal here isn’t to make you feel
guilty. Rather, think of me - or what could have been me - the next time the
topic of abortion comes up.
Think of me graduating from high school
and going to college. Think of me getting married and having children. Think of
me celebrating my birthday with family and friends.
Think of me turning 29.