This story is published at Shout Your Abortion.
I am here to share my grandmothers’ — yes, both — of their abortion stories.
One of them had two abortions at the age of nineteen and then at the age of twenty five. In between them she had my father.
My other grandmother had an abortion at the age of forty five. She already had two children and simply did not want more.
Neither one of my grandmas were traumatized in any way, and neither one of them had a worse life because of it. In fact, their lives are better.
Two separate women, separate lives and families.
I would not be here today without those abortions, and I’m grateful they both felt safe to tell me and others their stories.
