Can I Live?
I recently discovered the Nick Cannon song "Can I Live?" (hat tip: Amigo) and I fell in love with it. And when I fall in love with music, I just have to have it. Eventually, I discovered a place where I could download it. And after listening to it a few times, my basic conclusion was, "This is an awesome song, I wish everyone could hear it. But you know, it doesn't really have anything to do with me. How could it?"
But then I thought about that a little bit more. And I realized, it could have been me. It could have been anybody. It could have been one of you, it could have been any celebrity or friend or sibling you can think of born after 1973 (not to say it didn't happen before, too). Think about it. Think about if our circumstances had been just a little bit different. It scares me to think that I might not have had the chance to live and love and laugh and mess up. To never get that chance, but instead to be cut off from life before I really had the opportunity to live it.
I'm not saying that I don't think it must be a nasty situation to even think about abortion. I admit, when I look at Austin, I have a hard time understanding how anyone could make the decision to not allow life to a child so beautiful. But I've never been there, and it's not my place to judge. And I'm not saying I haven't made a lot of mistakes in my life. Because I have, and I'm sure I will again. I'm saying that no matter what happens in my life, I will always be grateful to be alive. To be here, to have been allowed the chance to thrive and to struggle. Think about it. Think about what the world would be like without you, if you never even had a chance to make it on your own. And then think about what a poorer place the world must be without the millions of souls that didn't get a chance, the people we will never know on this earth. Think about that, and then decide what you really believe.