Today is the 43rd anniversary of Roe v. Wade! As I read through the tweets of people discussing the reasons they are grateful, I’m surprised by the lack of acknowledgement of what choice did for love and relationships. We’re so used to having reproductive rights that we forget the most revolutionary part of choice.
Making love now involves you and your lover. You don’t have to live in a marriage where you fear becoming pregnant every…single…time you’re together.
We don’t have to live in a world where sex is only for the purpose of making babies and once we’re finished having children, we sleep in a different bedroom from our spouse for the remainder of our lives.
Life before the 1960s and 70s meant there was no birth control. There was no choice.
Now, making love can be about love. About desire. About connection. With the power of choice, sex is not solely for the purpose of procreating.
When I watch movies that were filmed before 1973, I see the layers of fear involving love making even between people truly in love. I realize the lack of intimacy freedom that existed. A freedom that today, we take for granted.
Period movies and historical shows filmed today have everyone rolling around with everyone and it’s completely unrealistic — but then again, we live in a world today with so much freedom, we assume it always existed on some level. We can’t really fathom any longer how different romantic relationships were before choice.
Unfortunately most of the defenses for choice today revolve around catastrophic pregnancy situations, not freedom and autonomy.
I am grateful for the freedom to exist without fear, to want any children I might have because they were not forced upon me, and to know above all else that I too, was wanted. I wasn’t a consequence, I was a gift. 🎈
Happy 43rd Anniversary Roe vs. Wade!