I have made a conscious effort to keep this blog light and fun, exploring the trials and triumphs of motherhood... and life in general. My preference is to try to be as honest and entertaining as possible, avoiding things that might make you squirm in your seat.
Every once in a while, however, I come across something that shakes me to the core... that rocks my world so substantially that I feel like I've been given a gift that I cannot keep to myself.
Clearly, I am pro life. Just in case there's any confusion, I'm also anti-firearms, anti-death penalty, and anti-abortion. (I'm also anti-octomom, but that has nothing to do with my pro-life stance; it's just a personal pet peeve I have with anyone who decides to use government assistance to get a regular nail fill-in every 10 days... and to clarify, I don't wish her any ill-will, I just wish she would shut up and take care of her children instead of making the media rounds, spending time on plastic surgery, and asking for handouts. But, I digress.). I've run my car off the side of the road and into a mailbox to avoid hitting a squirrel. No lie. I figure that I'm not the one who made another living creature's heart beat, so why should I have any role in making that beating heart stand still. If this makes you uncomfortable, you should probably step away now. I'll return to our regularly scheduled programming tomorrow.
For those of you who are still reading, thank you.
I'm surrounded by a lot of selfishness. It's a fact of life... we all are; there is just a lot of self-centric thought in the world. "I, I, I... me, me, me..."; "How will this affect me", and "how will I be impacted'" is the prevalent theme of today. If you're thinking, "that's not me" or "my situation is different", maybe it's time to take a long, hard look in the mirror. This isn't a judgment; just a suggestion.
At any rate, I came across this video when it was shared on Facebook by an old elementary school classmate of mine. It's powerful, heartbreaking, thought provoking, controversial, and beautiful. It may make you squirm. It might make you angry. It will make you think.
If you're not uncomfortable by this post so far, I encourage you to take fifteen minutes of your day to Gianna's speech. And if you are, I encourage you to challenge yourself and watch anyway.
Part One:
Part Two:
Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama
April 2, 2009
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