For as long as I have been following politics, I can safely say that abortion has always been one of the most interesting topics.

Is it morally correct? When should it be allowed? At what point is it murder? Should it even be allowed? These are just a few of the questions people ask themselves when deciding their stance. As a result, abortion is ––and has always been–– one of the most controversial topics in politics.

Well, here’s my two cents on it:

When I was eight years old my mom got pregnant with her second child – my baby sibling. I was ecstatic. It was my dream to be a brother; I wanted to care for my baby sibling, nurture them, annoy them, fight with them, be best friends with them.

However, these dreams were short-lived. Just a few weeks before Christmas my mom was rushed to the hospital and we found out her uterine lining was too thin to carry a child.

The doctors told her if she were to keep the baby she had to think about the possibility of her bleeding out during childbirth: essentially the question we were dealt with was the baby or my mom.

My small family of three desperately was ready to become a slightly larger family of four, and this predicament ripped my family’s heart out. At the tender age of eight, my parents and the doctors sat me down and explained the situation; I was to have as much say as anyone else in this situation.

At the end of that night, we came to a consensus to abort. My mom’s life was in the balance, and I couldn’t lose her; she meant too much to me. Even to this day, I can still hear the sound and the sniffles of my parents cry.

Society and the rest of our relatives looked down on my mom for having an abortion, but we knew that it was the decision that had to be made.

It had to be the life of the person who allows the household to work. It had to be the life that allowed me to grow. It had to be my mom. It didn’t matter what people thought about us. The insults didn’t matter – devilous, unworthy, murderer. My mom mattered, and no one else.

Abortion may be one of the most controversial topics, but we need to remember that at the end of the day what is best for the people of one's family matters over what outsiders say.

Had we gone with what relatives said, my mother wouldn’t be here today. It’s your choice to abort or not, but if you are ever put in that situation think about what you would rather have in your life: a childless wife or a motherless child?