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Finally, A Woman

Picture it: America, 2016. At home, in her jammies and snuggled into her bed, is a 43-year-old woman who is absolutely worn out by this election cycle. But I believe that being an informed voter is a civic responsibility, and so I turn on the third presidential debate.

A woman in a cream-colored pantsuit, surely an homage to suffragette white, is one of the two people standing behind the lecterns. The other is a man in his trademark dark suit, red tie. It’s what Fidel Castro would have chosen to wear everyday, if only Cuba had a Men’s Wearhouse. I snicker at my own quip. But debate moderator Chris Wallace is taking this seriously, and so I realize I should too. The question is about abortion. And the woman, Hillary Clinton, says this:

The government has no business in the decisions that women make with their families in accordance with their faith, with medical advice. And I will stand up for that right.

Suddenly, I was engaged. Why, I wondered, does this moment feel so powerful? Of course abortion would be a debate topic. Abortion is a major wedge issue in this country. For huge swaths of the electorate, this is the issue that determines who they will vote for, regardless of what else the candidate stands for. Presidential candidates have debated abortion ever since I started watching presidential debates, back when I was in high school.

Remember when Senator John McCain said this in 2008, in response to then-Senator Barack Obama?

He’s for health for the mother. You know, that’s been stretched by the pro-abortion movement in America to mean almost anything. That’s the extreme pro-abortion position, quote, ‘health.’

And when then-Vice President George Bush said this, during the 1988 debate with Governor Michael Dukakis?

I’ve seen abortions sometimes used as a birth control device, for heaven’s sakes. See the millions of these killings accumulate… I’m for the sanctity of life, and once that illegality is established, then we can come to grips with the penalty side, and of course there’s got to be some penalties to enforce the law, whatever they may be.

One man debating with another man about a medical procedure that only women experience. But now here we are in 2016. There’s a woman at the podium. And this happens:

Donald Trump, the Republican nominee:

If you go with what Hillary is saying, in the ninth month you can take baby and rip the baby out of the womb of the mother just prior to the birth of the baby. Now, you can say that that is okay and Hillary can say that that is okay, but it’s not okay with me.

I could feel my uterus contract. Are babies who have reached full term being ripped from wombs on a regular basis? What a hyperbolic and extreme visual, obviously meant to fire up the pro-life base and make pro-choice advocates seem barbaric. I am no expert but I highly, highly doubt this happens. Secretary Clinton backs me up:

That is not what happens in these cases. And using that kind of scare rhetoric is just terribly unfortunate. You should meet with some of the women I’ve met with. Women I’ve known over the course of my life. This is one of the worst possible choices that any woman and her family has to make. And I do not believe the government should be making it.

Secretary Clinton has a slight edge in her voice, that gruffness that comes out when she is passionate about something. I like it. It’s the tone that people say makes her sound “harsh” or “angry.” (Ladies, as I understand it, should never be either of those things.) I am sitting in my bed, watching TV, and applauding. I’m feeling proud. And emboldened. And strengthened.

I’ve watched nearly all the presidential debates that have occurred during my adult life and never, never have I responded like this. In the past, I have nodded in satisfied agreement at a solid answer I agreed with. I’ve growled in anger at responses that I did not. But I have never felt empowered.

Why this? Why now?

Because, a woman. Finally, it’s a woman who is standing up for women, who is speaking on behalf of women, who understands what it is like to be a woman, and is using that context to inform her decisions.

I’ll be honest – I was not always pro-choice. Before I had kids, I was a closet pro-lifer. I never would have admitted this to anyone, because I had friends who were strongly pro-choice, and had friends who did make the choice to terminate a pregnancy. I didn’t want them to feel judged by my belief that life begins at conception. Plus, it felt at odds with the feminist I believed myself to be.

Then, I got pregnant. I was not one of those glowing, happy pregnant women. I had horrible morning sickness. I couldn’t eat solid foods for the first three months (thank you, Wendy’s Frostees, for seeing me through). I was exhausted. Everything ached. I was unhappy. I cried, a lot. Pregnancy affected every aspect of my life – my physical health as well as my mental state, my energy level, my work performance. I had a solid support system – family, a wonderful husband, financial stability, and still I was scared to death. It was all unexpectedly hard.

It was then that I realized – no outsider, no government, should force a woman to go through this if she knows she cannot endure it. And, every woman should be trusted to make that choice for herself. To say that any woman does not understand the gravity of the decision, and pregnancy’s impact on her own health and well-being, is the ultimate sexual degradation.

I now strongly support a woman’s right to choose. I gag whenever I hear men talking about what they think women should be doing with their bodies. Or, talking about what they can do to women’s bodies.

So I can’t help but be inspired by a woman who has become a voice for women, who can speak to the issues that affect half of the electorate. When Secretary Clinton says she will fight for equal pay, for parental leave, I believe her because I know she understands not just the how, but the why. She gets that these issues are imperative to create a more fair and balanced society. 

In just a couple of weeks, there’s a good chance that a highly capable and qualified woman will be bringing her expertise and life experience into the Oval Office. I strongly believe that women, and our country, will be the better for it.

Other Blog Posts

A Chance Encounter Explained

About a year or so ago, I was at the local hair salon, Strands, with my daughter. As she sat down to get her hair washed, I heard a familiar voice coming from the chair next to her. It was deep and friendly, booming yet not loud. When this fellow customer sat up in his seat, I made the connection — it had to be my high school chorus teacher Jim DiBenedetto.

How you can hold the memory of a voice you haven’t heard in more than 20 years is beyond me. But once I heard it my mind was sent back to those days in the second-floor Brooklyn Tech chorus room, the chorus teacher/football coach booming at us “What kind of shells?… read more

Back to the Blog

A couple of weeks ago, I finished up a year-long blog project called 365to40. I documented my march (slow slog?) to 40, which included an unexpected detour through Superstorm Sandy.

Two weeks later, blog-less, I realized two things. One, I missed the creative outlet that blogging afforded me. No editors, no assignments, just me writing about whatever the heck was knocking around in my mind at the moment. It was a free therapy session, and the feedback and support I received helped me through some tough patches.

Second, I realized that I am incredibly goal-oriented. Part of the success of 365to40 (an attempt, in the end successful, to navigate my midlife crisis) was that I was candid about what I hoped to achieve.… read more

Post-Sandy, Finding Joy in Christmas


Mira’s “Charlie Brown” Christmas tree, which she excitedly decorated and placed in her room again this year.

I have very spotty memories of last Christmas: The 2-foot tall “Charlie Brown” Christmas trees in each of the kids’ rooms; crowding into my son’s room to open gifts Christmas morning; my husband’s cousin, knowing that stress had eroded my short-term memory, blessedly texting me every night to remind me to move the Elf on the Shelf.

It was far from my ideal Christmas. We were thankful, yes, for all the things we’d spent the previous two months repeating like a mantra: No one was hurt.read more

How to Survive the Pre-Christmas Rush

This is Miles' stocking, about 50 percent done. I need to mail it to my mother by Monday so she can sew it together. Will I make it? It'll be a nail biter.

This is Miles’ stocking, about 50 percent done. I need to mail it to my mother by Monday so she can sew it together. Will I make it? It’ll be a nail biter.

I write that headline as if I am going to give you any advice on how to do this. Ha! Truth is, it’s a cry for help from someone who needs to figure out how to make that happen. Here’s my evidence:

Christmas is in less than two weeks and I, mother, wife, business owner, writing peon and editorial slave, I have yet to do any of the following things:

– Grocery shop for all the cookie baskets I dreamed I’d be making.… read more

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