The New Yorker – A Grandmother’s desperate choice

There are so many well-stated opinions in this blog and the longer New Yorker article that is linked. The topic of legalized abortion is one we often think of as a modern one. This is about a time when it was not an option and affords us an opportunity to consider both lives that are at stake––both the foetus and the mother.

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Sometimes I come across an article or a story that doesn’t leave me alone. People I don’t know -and never will know- are all of a sudden on my mind for days. 

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My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

4 thoughts on “The New Yorker – A Grandmother’s desperate choice

  1. John Hric

    Thoughtful. There are as you stated two lives directly involved in this event. And as the story, all of it through the extended family over time, evolves it becomes clear that life is never quite as simple as we would sometimes like it to be. Thank you.

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Thanks, John. There is another touchingly sad story in the comments as well. All those things our grandmothers and mothers never talked about. How lonely they must have been in their pain and sadness, if they were lucky enough to live through the experience.

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  2. carol1945

    My grandmother had 2 small sons, was pregnant and her husband was leaving her for another woman. She tried to self abort the third pregnancy, but it did not work. The child was born with one leg shorter than the other and then she thought all her life it was her fault. I am sure many people do not know the stories of their grandmothers. At least she did not die like poor woman in this article.

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