My mom had an abortion in her early twenties. My dad and his college girlfriend had one abortion, then got back together and got pregnant again. They gave their son up for adoption, and it broke their hearts. When my parents met, got together, and got pregnant soon after, they decided to keep the pregnancy (me) and to get married. Though their marriage didn’t last, I’m glad they were able to stay friends and co-parent, and raise me with love and support. I don’t think I would exist if they hadn’t both had abortions before having me. I love my parents, and I’m glad the choice was theirs to make.